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Thursday, February 03, 2005

Note to Self:
Even if you plan on going to the bank before work, do not put your paychecks from your teaching job in the back pocket of your pants. You never know when you'll hit traffic and not have time to go to the bank after all. Your purse is just as convenient, more so when you're sitting down. In addition, it is less likely to be washed. It therefore has that added benefit of not requiring you to call the store to tell them that you washed the paychecks, and could they please reissue them to you, since the bank won't take the illegibly mottled (yet very soft and clean) scraps of paper in exchange for money.

Note to Others:
If you have connections in a yarn shop, please let me know. I'm really going to start working harder at getting a job playing with fiber full time. I don't need a LOT of money coming in (I certainly don't make a lot now) and I'm really tired of miserable radio people. My boss and I are convinced that AC is OCD. It's amazingly difficult to deal with him on an everyday basis, and it's making me crazier and crazier by the minute. If it weren't for my great boss, I'd have shot him ages ago (and I hate guns) but frankly, I can't work here in good mental health because of a boss I see every two weeks or so. I almost applied for a job taking care of monkeys in a lab environment the other day, but it occurred to me (yeah, I can be a bit slow sometimes, working with an OCD guy will do that to ya) that "lab situation" probably doesn't mean "shiny happy monkeys holding hands" but is more likely to mean experiments. Yes, there are shiny happy monkeys in various places around the world, but I know my luck, and I'm better where the statistics lie. (we don't need to discuss how many times I typed "monkees". I blame the show on my station, which was using "Pleasant Valley Sunday" as bumper music. There's also my long-standing crush on the Monkees, particularly Mike and Mickey. But I don't think that had anything to do with it.)

I just can't work here much longer.

And I love teaching, and have enough retail experience to be able to work a yarn shop in my sleep. Frankly, I could even fake my way through keeping their webpage in line!

So if you have ideas, leave a comment or send me an e-mail (click on the flying envelope, upper-right) or just make me a job offer!

I'll be here banging my head against my desk in the meantime....

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Hours Spent Knitting: 15
Rows Completed (of 222): 30
Estimated Time of Completion: 111 hours

6 Comments:

Blogger Carol said...

Man, I hear ya re. the AC. I have several of them, and I just keep hoping that they (or I) leave before I too join the ranks of the insane. Good luck finding a fiber job. I'm looking too ... Also good to see that you are making progress on the shawl.

11:39 AM  
Blogger Amie said...

Liz - you didn't leave an E-mail!!! ACK! I know that shop, and my heart just STOPPED! I LOVE YOU! I was going to go in tonight, but was feeling very hopeless about it... now I feel much better!

12:10 PM  
Blogger vi said...

Amie, also you can put out flyers yourself and advertise that you will teach classes.
or even try and work out a project with a lys, you will use their yarn and hold it there and pay them 5.00 a student?
don't let the ocd guy get to you
remember my tag line dear?
why should a moron chase you from a job where they obviously love you ( remembering your holiday bonus)
vi

1:33 PM  
Blogger Agnes said...

I don't have any connections. Just drop by to say thank you for your comment. Also, good luck with the job hunting ... and take it easy with the desk ... will your boss have you pay for a new one if you break it?

3:06 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Amie, I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed for you! I don't know much about your current job, but I DO know your passion for knitting (and teaching!) And what a dream to make a living doing what you love. I'm sure you'll exercise your best judgement, and that good events are waiting for you. I'm excited for you, Amie! You deserve all good things.

3:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Rose, Banks can be so picky about that kind of thing, I know! I worked as a teller during summers in college and it always surprised me the things people would try to deposit . . . not, I'm sure, that your check wasn't nice and clean and all, but some I got, I didn't want to even touch!
And, my sympathies about hating your job. I'm lucky enough to have one I love, but before this one . . . I know where you're coming from! --Deb (aka Chappy's Mom)

11:40 AM  

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