Monday, June 05, 2006

The Good, The Bad and... Let's not go there!

Our softball team finally lost, so everyone can finally get their heads out from where they were. We're 4 and 1 and ever since the first game, I have unofficially stopped drinking. The first game was rough. I didn't play at all, but I showed my dedication through quality flip-cupping.

Anyway, the entrpreneuring is still continuing strong, but I may have forgotten to pay attention to the stability that lets me be carefree in my business abilities, my full-time job. Let me keep you up to date...

I found out that we do indeed have a recycling program. Apparently, after the trash is thrown away, someone "sorts" through it and collects the dry white paper, which is brought to a recycling plant. This is the truth according to the head of HR. A likely story, in my mind.

I also found out that both of my recruits have interviews this week. SCORE! So, if either of them get a position, here, I can get between 1,000 and 3,000 for each of them. I'm just crossing my fingers and wishing the best for them, of course.

My weekend job search has come to a regal end. After getting an offer for $11 an hour at a crappy yacht club in Brooklyn, I asked the commodore of that club if 11 is the standard, and he doltishly shot back, "You could easily be making 15 an hour at Oyster Bay." Dumb ass. I applied to Yacht Clubs throughout Long Island and came across the Manhasset Bay Yacht Club. This club offers free meals, 2 12-hour shifts and cab rides in the rain. This area is also close to where my mom grew up, so it makes the family proud.

And last night, I had an epiphany. I realized that pharma companies complain about the cost of print materials (yes, they complain about money) and they need a cost effective way to present. I thought of a very creative way that, if successful, could change the way all sales reps present drugs to their clients. I have a meeting about it tomorrow.

So yes, things keep creeping up the scale of luck, but yet something plateaued. I had my preliminary review today, and found out that my communication is archaic, I don't "step up to the plate" and my boss boss knows that I'm intimidated by her, and I don't say hi enough. Ever since then, I've been patiently waiting for her to come out of her office, so I can say, "Hey, how are you doing?" but a little more breezy. Dammit, I think she just walked by.