My email is several shades of broken, so instead of stressing about it I will instead flesh out my paltry morning post.
I have a job! I received the call yesterday morning, and the offer letter that afternoon. It’s a real job with a real company, with a real probation period then real benefits and real vacation time and (I’m hoping) real co-workers. Whee!
They moved very fast – it was the position I interviewed for last Monday, and by that Thursday they had samples of my work, a list of references, and had called me to tell me I was their #1 candidate (this is the good news I never fully explained last week, by the way) and that they would let me know either way by the 28th. Well, my references apparently checked out (that was good money well spent on my part) and they offered me the job. I start next Monday, and I’ll be working in downtown Vancouver for the first time. I’ve already staked out the closest source of Diet Coke and ice, so I’m good to go.
Now I’m nervous. The HR lady told me they really liked me and that I was the youngest candidate but also had the most experience (what can I say; I get around). They were impressed and not scared off by my nerdy hobbies of video games and scooters, and – best of all – they took a document I wrote entitled “UAC Airlock Safety Procedures” as a sample of my work and STILL hired me after reading it. Clearly, this is a company that knows I am insane and yet they still want me. This can only be good.
I am excited!
Now, here’s the number one question: what secret code should I refer to my new job as? Astronaut is played out; I need something fresh and new and wacky. Ideas?
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