by 24KaratGold » February 11th, 2005, 10:27 pm
That's funny, monkeymom, because my job interview was in Encino!
Well. They like me. They really, really like me. I knew they would; I came highly recommended by someone they highly respect, and if you were to google my name you'd get a few hits representing some of the cases I've handled over the years in the appellate courts in a couple of states and the federal circuit. Forgive me if it sounds like I'm bragging, but I am good at what I do. They needed to meet me in person to make sure that I don't drool all over myself and that I'm presentable in polite company.
There are downsides, not the least of which is that it took me an hour and ten minutes to get home from there tonight. Now, admittedly, I was leaving there at 5:40 p.m. on a Friday evening in pouring down rain. As my husband commented when I got home, that's probably the worst case scenario for the commute.
I don't have a problem going back into a private law firm per se -- I spent a dozen years in them before I went in house -- but I do admit I'm not sure that I want to get back into the whole billling 2000 hours a year rat race. On the other hand, I am probably looking at something like a 25 percent raise. I have one kid in college, one who will be in college in a year and a half, and one more behind that one, so that's a real factor.
There are eight lawyers in the department I'm in right now. There are about 40 in this law firm, and it is growing. I would get to do more litigation, and more appeals, than I get to do now, and that's attractive.
I just don't know. I didn't think to ask them how long it would be before I hear from them, and we didn't really talk money. It will have to be close to the 25 percent that I anticipate to get me to make that commute everyday (without traffic and weather it should take about half an hour).
Amusingly, the woman I'd be working most closely with is another tall, overweight redhead with blue eyes, probably about ten years older than I am. She and I hit it off immediately. We have "known of" each other for years, but this is the first time we've actually met.
I guess the only thing to do now is sit and wait and see if they make me an offer, and what kind of money they will pay.
To bring this back to Medifasting: I ate my fruit n granola bar in the car on the way out there around 2:30, and didn't get to eat again until I got home and had salmon and asparagus ("Mom, we're sure eating a lot of salmon lately." "It's on sale, on my diet, and today is a Friday in Lent!") around 7. I planned the bar for just before the interview because I knew it would stay with me longer than anything else would.
One downside to this job I realized while I was there: the ladies' room is out on the floor rather than within the suite, so you have to get the key from the receptionist each time you go to use it. Given how often I've been running to the loo in the last month and a half, that could be a bit, um, embarrassing . . . .
270/186.5/160