Good riddance to baseball. What the h, why you gotta treat me like that? We were supposed to be good!
Good riddance to my old job part 2:
After they ghosted me on our phone interview, the recruiter emailed me a week later, apologized and asked to reschedule. Against my better judgement, I said sure. And he never responded. Sent a followup email. Nothing.
The position was taken down and I believe it was filled and I know you're not supposed to burn bridges and I know everyone would tell me not to do it, and I know you're supposed to let it go, but I wanted to say something and let the company know, hey your recruiter kinda sucks so I emailed the recruiter and bcced the CEO and HR;
Hi Anthony,
I saw the editorial specialist position is no longer available. Being ghosted for a scheduled phone interview, only for the recruiter to email me again, offer to schedule a new interview and then ghost me a second time is definitely a new one for me.
If I was not the right fit for the position or you found a better candidate, no worries, I can take it, but I find the communication here to be incredibly lacking.
As someone who worked at (company) for five years, and was devoted to the company's mission and meeting its goals while helping it expand across the country, I deserved to be treated better in the recruitment process.
I don't stand up for myself enough and it felt really cathartic sending this email.
The same thing happened to me when I was looking for a good independent community for my disabled sister and her kitty. A place for mom too! I’m in NY. The phone calls were unreal! I did find her a great place but it was my own searching and calling specific places rather than those “agencies”.
This week, I'm saying farewell to my step-mother (whom I haven't seen since pre-pandemic). After my dad died four years ago, she began spending more time with her family in Manitoba and less time at 1338 Ouellette Ave, Windsor, Ontario. Right up the street from (those of us old enough to remember) - CKLW The Motor City, the second most powerful radio station in North America and the station that gave Elton John his first hit across the pond. A friend is taking me over to Canada on Monday as she leaves Essex County and the place she's called home since 1963 to her furnished condo in Southern Manitoba. It will be interesting if she refuses to cross the border and take the long way through Toronto. She leaves on Thursday.
I’m just beginning to look for future affordable housing/help with autism/supportive places for our son. He’s 30 and is very functional but on his own, it’ll be questionable. Although he’s always looking for work, he doesn’t want to admit that he needs help.
So as aging parents, we have to get information.
I’ll try to navigate but I’m sure I’ll be up to my ears in calls.
My wife has been a caregiver for about 15 years. Initially she worked for agencies but then went out on her own. She gets all her clients via personal contacts. I recommend this as the best way to find someone to help care for a loved one. They're not hard to find. There is so much need, just having a conversation you'll often come across someone who is personally recommended.
Place for Mom is legit—they used to put out a thick booklet guide, very comprehensive, we utilized it and them looking for..a place for mom:) Same experience—very very nice folx.
First of all, Amber, you are IN MY WHEELHOUSE with the Classic Horror. I freaking ADORE The Ring and you in it. Although not for you going through it, would it be weird for me to say this was a fun let-go?!! 🤪
I’m trying hard to let go of fear making me a meek little carpet for Fate, as much as I respect it, to walk over.
There is huge, glaring writing appearing on the wall for my job in the current government climate. I’m a Community Health Worker- and I can’t depend on anyone to protect me but me. And there are so many that need us to be there for them.
But I’m not alone, and I decided to sign for becoming unionized, along with others. I’m even part of the steering committee!
Hey maybe this itself is a part of Fate guiding me?!! Love to you, Amber, and LITD Fam.🥰
Thank you for all of the memes during your huge anxiety ridden experience! I wish you did answer the phone the way you wished though just to see there response back as well lol. I've stopped myself from looking into life insurance bc I know ill have to talk to someone and don't want the deal with my phone ringing 50 times a day haha. I have slight hope now doing the process lol.
I officially have been cleared of cancer free. I had a mri done a few weeks ago and it was normal. As of April 18th I will be one year breast cancer free!
Its bittersweet though, September 25 last year my mom has been diagnosed for the third time with breast cancer... its now metastatic breast cancer on her liver. She unfortunately had side effe to of shortness of breath and coughing since December. They took her off the pulls and put her on antibiotics and prednisone thinking it wasn't related. Then after a month started her on the pill again while also having two injections done every month. Then she was asked to go to the er for the cough from her lung doctor at the end of February bc she still had the cough. She Then found out she had covid as well as pneumonia in one lung. So they took her off the pilll again and had her just taking the prednisone and antibiotic, then a week later back on the pill... she has since been falling occasionally and tired. So they now think its all from the pill and took her off a few weeks ago. They did another scan and the lesions went from 2.3 to 7.3 and a lil more fluid around her lung and a spot on each side of her pelvis... I convinced her to get a second opinion at Dana farber to just see if they will suggest a different approach on hoping to control the spreading, as well as looked into soursop. They want to start her on chemo on the 16th. I'm praying we get the second opinion beforehand as well as a head scan. Its been a shit ton of emotions and trying not to break down on the outside. I can't give up hope and I have to keep reminding her its going to be okay while im falling apart internally.
When the creepers know you NEED care. What came to mind was that brilliant SNL skit with the scary clown from IT representing Kellyann Conway in the sewer drain. Health and longterm care insurance also have that "don't email one or the walking dead will find you" element. This week I'm giving up thinking I'll bounce back [insert strenuous activity] like I did when I was 20. It's a fucking travesty that bodies lose muscle tone in the aging process. I get the whole ass hitting the ground jokes, but I must've blocked out the bit about needing to jump rope regularly or your body would tell you to fuck off when you THOUGHT about jumping rope. Ergo... I'm going to have to teach myself all over again. And, during this whole jumping thing, I will remind myself to have kind thoughts about how I feel the next morning. PSA... DO NOT STOP JUMPING ROPE. IT WILL SUCK IF YOU HAVE TO RELEARN.
::looks at the Braves record after 8 games::
Good riddance to baseball. What the h, why you gotta treat me like that? We were supposed to be good!
Good riddance to my old job part 2:
After they ghosted me on our phone interview, the recruiter emailed me a week later, apologized and asked to reschedule. Against my better judgement, I said sure. And he never responded. Sent a followup email. Nothing.
The position was taken down and I believe it was filled and I know you're not supposed to burn bridges and I know everyone would tell me not to do it, and I know you're supposed to let it go, but I wanted to say something and let the company know, hey your recruiter kinda sucks so I emailed the recruiter and bcced the CEO and HR;
Hi Anthony,
I saw the editorial specialist position is no longer available. Being ghosted for a scheduled phone interview, only for the recruiter to email me again, offer to schedule a new interview and then ghost me a second time is definitely a new one for me.
If I was not the right fit for the position or you found a better candidate, no worries, I can take it, but I find the communication here to be incredibly lacking.
As someone who worked at (company) for five years, and was devoted to the company's mission and meeting its goals while helping it expand across the country, I deserved to be treated better in the recruitment process.
I don't stand up for myself enough and it felt really cathartic sending this email.
Ugh that is the worst feeling, so sorry Sam. They didn’t deserve you anyway. ✌🏻
Amber’s right. They don’t, and as they say in Britain 🇬🇧, you’re well shot of them. (I can’t see if you’re well shod- I’m sure you are! 👞)
Your stand-up is epic, well done and inspirational…good thoughts for your new Chapter.
The same thing happened to me when I was looking for a good independent community for my disabled sister and her kitty. A place for mom too! I’m in NY. The phone calls were unreal! I did find her a great place but it was my own searching and calling specific places rather than those “agencies”.
Thanks for sharing Susan!
This week, I'm saying farewell to my step-mother (whom I haven't seen since pre-pandemic). After my dad died four years ago, she began spending more time with her family in Manitoba and less time at 1338 Ouellette Ave, Windsor, Ontario. Right up the street from (those of us old enough to remember) - CKLW The Motor City, the second most powerful radio station in North America and the station that gave Elton John his first hit across the pond. A friend is taking me over to Canada on Monday as she leaves Essex County and the place she's called home since 1963 to her furnished condo in Southern Manitoba. It will be interesting if she refuses to cross the border and take the long way through Toronto. She leaves on Thursday.
♥️♥️♥️
Thank you Amber.
I’m just beginning to look for future affordable housing/help with autism/supportive places for our son. He’s 30 and is very functional but on his own, it’ll be questionable. Although he’s always looking for work, he doesn’t want to admit that he needs help.
So as aging parents, we have to get information.
I’ll try to navigate but I’m sure I’ll be up to my ears in calls.
Thank you for this forum.
Keep writing.
Love you!
My wife has been a caregiver for about 15 years. Initially she worked for agencies but then went out on her own. She gets all her clients via personal contacts. I recommend this as the best way to find someone to help care for a loved one. They're not hard to find. There is so much need, just having a conversation you'll often come across someone who is personally recommended.
Thank you Tom!
Good riddance to the job that forced me to resign and that made me feel anxious and insecure for almost a year.
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Place for Mom is legit—they used to put out a thick booklet guide, very comprehensive, we utilized it and them looking for..a place for mom:) Same experience—very very nice folx.
Thanks for this Jenny! ♥️
First of all, Amber, you are IN MY WHEELHOUSE with the Classic Horror. I freaking ADORE The Ring and you in it. Although not for you going through it, would it be weird for me to say this was a fun let-go?!! 🤪
I’m trying hard to let go of fear making me a meek little carpet for Fate, as much as I respect it, to walk over.
There is huge, glaring writing appearing on the wall for my job in the current government climate. I’m a Community Health Worker- and I can’t depend on anyone to protect me but me. And there are so many that need us to be there for them.
But I’m not alone, and I decided to sign for becoming unionized, along with others. I’m even part of the steering committee!
Hey maybe this itself is a part of Fate guiding me?!! Love to you, Amber, and LITD Fam.🥰
Thank you for all of the memes during your huge anxiety ridden experience! I wish you did answer the phone the way you wished though just to see there response back as well lol. I've stopped myself from looking into life insurance bc I know ill have to talk to someone and don't want the deal with my phone ringing 50 times a day haha. I have slight hope now doing the process lol.
I officially have been cleared of cancer free. I had a mri done a few weeks ago and it was normal. As of April 18th I will be one year breast cancer free!
Its bittersweet though, September 25 last year my mom has been diagnosed for the third time with breast cancer... its now metastatic breast cancer on her liver. She unfortunately had side effe to of shortness of breath and coughing since December. They took her off the pulls and put her on antibiotics and prednisone thinking it wasn't related. Then after a month started her on the pill again while also having two injections done every month. Then she was asked to go to the er for the cough from her lung doctor at the end of February bc she still had the cough. She Then found out she had covid as well as pneumonia in one lung. So they took her off the pilll again and had her just taking the prednisone and antibiotic, then a week later back on the pill... she has since been falling occasionally and tired. So they now think its all from the pill and took her off a few weeks ago. They did another scan and the lesions went from 2.3 to 7.3 and a lil more fluid around her lung and a spot on each side of her pelvis... I convinced her to get a second opinion at Dana farber to just see if they will suggest a different approach on hoping to control the spreading, as well as looked into soursop. They want to start her on chemo on the 16th. I'm praying we get the second opinion beforehand as well as a head scan. Its been a shit ton of emotions and trying not to break down on the outside. I can't give up hope and I have to keep reminding her its going to be okay while im falling apart internally.
When the creepers know you NEED care. What came to mind was that brilliant SNL skit with the scary clown from IT representing Kellyann Conway in the sewer drain. Health and longterm care insurance also have that "don't email one or the walking dead will find you" element. This week I'm giving up thinking I'll bounce back [insert strenuous activity] like I did when I was 20. It's a fucking travesty that bodies lose muscle tone in the aging process. I get the whole ass hitting the ground jokes, but I must've blocked out the bit about needing to jump rope regularly or your body would tell you to fuck off when you THOUGHT about jumping rope. Ergo... I'm going to have to teach myself all over again. And, during this whole jumping thing, I will remind myself to have kind thoughts about how I feel the next morning. PSA... DO NOT STOP JUMPING ROPE. IT WILL SUCK IF YOU HAVE TO RELEARN.