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Sep. 14th, 2009
Heads up - if you happen to be a friend of mine on Facebook, kindly don't drop this journal's name or link to it, or anything. My mom has joined up, and I keep these two worlds pretty distinct, for many reasons (most of them being that I need a place to gripe about her if I feel the need, and can't phone up my sister at the moment.)
And speaking of griping - not about mom, but about life in general at the moment. Bemo signed up with a temp agency a little while ago, in hopes of getting some sort of money if not a full-time job out of it. He's been interviewed and tentatively hired, along with a boatload of other people, to man a call-center for an insurance company. The problems are twofold. One, everything is in a holding pattern until the insurance company is ready to say "go" - that may be tomorrow, or it may be a week from next Thursday, or who knows. Sometime soon, except we don't know when soon may be. Two, and this is probably more serious and this makes me gnash my teeth, none of Bemo's references is responding or calling back when the temp agency attempts to get in contact with them. A couple of them are no longer with the same company, or what have you, but I'm terrified that the temp agency will just drop him since they can't reach any of these people. Bemo is doing his best to get in touch with the people himself, to ask them to please respond ASAP.
So. I'm just feeling very anxious about life right now. As one does, I suppose. I've been trying to stave it off with hot buttered popcorn.
And speaking of griping - not about mom, but about life in general at the moment. Bemo signed up with a temp agency a little while ago, in hopes of getting some sort of money if not a full-time job out of it. He's been interviewed and tentatively hired, along with a boatload of other people, to man a call-center for an insurance company. The problems are twofold. One, everything is in a holding pattern until the insurance company is ready to say "go" - that may be tomorrow, or it may be a week from next Thursday, or who knows. Sometime soon, except we don't know when soon may be. Two, and this is probably more serious and this makes me gnash my teeth, none of Bemo's references is responding or calling back when the temp agency attempts to get in contact with them. A couple of them are no longer with the same company, or what have you, but I'm terrified that the temp agency will just drop him since they can't reach any of these people. Bemo is doing his best to get in touch with the people himself, to ask them to please respond ASAP.
So. I'm just feeling very anxious about life right now. As one does, I suppose. I've been trying to stave it off with hot buttered popcorn.
