And man, was it ever crappy. Had a nearly 3-hour lame-brain meeting regarding a proposal I’m working on (or at least starting…) that involved Chucklehead plus the misogynist engineer. PAINFUL. I have to at least pretend that I give a rat’s ass for the next few days and I keep getting too wrapped up in this stupid thing that they shouldn’t even be pursuing. “Well, we probably won’t win it, but at least we’ll get our name in front of them.” That is the No. 1 fatal mistake of all engineering firms, is thinking along those lines. It is Marketing 101. They. Are. Clueless.
I’m aware of a really big proposal coming up next month that is pretty much a shoe-in (if the proposal isn’t lame) and Chucklehead asked if I would be willing to work on a contract basis to get it out the door. Uhm, no. I may be open to some remote contract work down the road a ways if need be, but not that one, and not that soon. He needs some “education” about what goes into these things, because he does not know. He needs to feel the panic. It’ll be good for him.
A few bullets:
- Haven’t heard back from that HR recruiter about that job I applied for (and left a return voice mail for). If I don’t tomorrow morning, I will call again.
- I also applied for another job over the weekend that would be much CLOSER. I’m a wee bit excited about it because it would be part time and also for a lumber/door company who bought out the company that my dad worked for throughout my childhood (I even worked for them briefly as my very first job). It’s even in their marketing department.
- My acrylic nails (that I’ve had for eons) keep popping off, something I’ve never dealt with before. I wonder if I should just give them up and *try* to deal with my own nails? Hmm. Something to contemplate.
- Have NOT been happy with my curls lately. Probably due to all of this torrential rain/humidity/dew point. They just wilt like mad. I’ve been trying (too many) products to try to combat it all, so far to no avail. Not a happy camper.
