August 05, 2010

The Clock Is Ticking

I CURSE THE HEAVENS!!!!

[shakes fists at the sky]

Because the heavens cursed me first. *sigh* What the fuck, people. Okay, you wanna hear the latest in Wenchie's Quest for Permanant Employment? Really? Are you reeeeaaaally sure? Because it's only going to piss you off. Well, I appreciate your loyalty, my darlings. Read on.

Last Wednesday, exactly two weeks after my second interview -- within which time they were supposed to make their decision, and their officer -- I went up to talk to WM. Call me a nag or whatever. I think I have a right, as a fellow child of God, to know what's going on.

So I said, "I'm just curious as to whether we're waiting for a few details to be ironed out, or if we need to wait until after The Big Restructuring*."

[* The Big Restructuring is pending, due to hit in September, November, or January, depending on which rumor you give creedance to. It's when the organization gets sliced and diced, and people are cut, along with the services they provide. I'm not even exaggerating when I say that it's going to be bad for the world. We help a LOT of people.]

But WM assured me that he was just waiting on a call from -- who else? -- HR Troll #2. He also let it slip that I'm their candidate. So essentially, the job is mine, and I'm just waiting around for HRT2 to tell me so. And she's certainly in no hurry to offer me my long-sought-after position, as we well know.

A week passed. I grew even more impatient. The calendar changed to August. Ah, August -- my last month of indentured servitude to PhD Boss. Uh, wait a minute. That means my last month in the organization. They're only hiring "in house" people. I have yet to be offered another temp position, or any continuation of this one...

Holy shit.

So I wrote an email to Steel and WM: "Good morning! Just a heads-up that my contract in Current Dept. expires on August 31, and after that, I'm no longer eligible for any other position in the building. Thought you'd want to know!"

No response. Time ticked by. At 3:30, I was ready to leave (early) and do some big grocery shopping at the Jewels. Thank God I stayed an extra minute because WM called me and asked me to pop by his office right away!

Well, it could either be great news or crappy news, right?

I didn't figure that it would be both.

"The good news is, I can officially announce that you are our candidate for the job. The bad news is, we can't offer you the job... just yet."

Apparently, some random hiring freeze was put into place two seconds after WM told HRT2 that they want to hire me. Now, I know I have a habit of making things all about ME. But this time? IT IS TOTALLY ALL ABOUT ME! Bitch just doesn't want to see me happy!

So. They're not hiring anyone at all right now. But WM assured me that my position hasn't been "taken off the table." Yeah, not until HRT2 can find a foolproof reason to get rid of me for good! All she did was buy herself some time. I'm convinced that she's just going to wait out the clock, and then, I won't be an option for WM. And she'll sit in her cold, dank, putrid cave and cackle.

WM said that they should know within three weeks, which is cutting it really damn close. But he told me to come bug him on the 25th, if he hasn't contacted me by then, but he's sure he'll know before that. Apparently, some big, important executives have to meet and look at big, important budget numbers blah blah blah.

But I know the truth. I know who's pulling the strings here. I know I have no future with this organization.

Honestly, it would be a relief. I'm just counting the days now.

So who wants to hang out on September 1st? Go see a movie? Drink margaritas at 2:00 in the afternoon? Anyone? Bueller?

Posted on August 5, 2010 06:16 AM

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