Job Update - and even some family news
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hiddenmuseWell, I had the interview on Monday afternoon, and while they did seem like a good agency with good people, I don't think they'd be the right fit for me.
A few things kind of rubbed me the wrong way - mainly that I'd be the Personal Lines (PL) department - with only 2 or 3 companies to write coverage through.
Second, they've been in business for over 35 years, and are just now working on instituting a 401(k) plan.
Third, I'd have to pay 50% of the health insurance (or about $200 per month - maybe more).
Fourth, there was talk of possibly having to sign a contract that would keep me with the agency for a year (or more) - *that* isn't cool, because if I took the job and hated it after the first month, I'd be stuck there for 11 months in a job that I hate. That would really suck.
I did call Bill to let him know that I had the interview, and that it went pretty well. Assuming that I'll hear back from him today, I'll be letting him know that after giving it some thought, I don't think that this particular agency and I would be copacetic for the above reasons. You know, being diplomatic - and letting him know what happened, in the event that someone else is sent out to interview there.
As for the family, my stepdad is back in the hospital for dehydration - and possible infection. Apparently there's some kind of stomach virus going around, that causes serious dehydration. In my stepdad's case, he went to the doctor to find out what was happening, and was admitted to the hospital soon afterwards.
Since he was so dehydrated, his veins were inaccessible - and he has to get another port put into his neck (just like the port that was inserted for dialysis treatments) to get fluids and antibiotics into his system. If all goes well, he'll only be in for a couple of days. Still, when I tried to call my mom yesterday at work, and was told that she wasn't there, it freaked me out. I was so afraid that I'd get a call later in the day that my stepdad is dying or worse, dead. It wasn't the case, but I was still scared out of my wits for a while.
Things will get better - the only way to go from here is up. Or so I keep reminding myself.
A few things kind of rubbed me the wrong way - mainly that I'd be the Personal Lines (PL) department - with only 2 or 3 companies to write coverage through.
Second, they've been in business for over 35 years, and are just now working on instituting a 401(k) plan.
Third, I'd have to pay 50% of the health insurance (or about $200 per month - maybe more).
Fourth, there was talk of possibly having to sign a contract that would keep me with the agency for a year (or more) - *that* isn't cool, because if I took the job and hated it after the first month, I'd be stuck there for 11 months in a job that I hate. That would really suck.
I did call Bill to let him know that I had the interview, and that it went pretty well. Assuming that I'll hear back from him today, I'll be letting him know that after giving it some thought, I don't think that this particular agency and I would be copacetic for the above reasons. You know, being diplomatic - and letting him know what happened, in the event that someone else is sent out to interview there.
As for the family, my stepdad is back in the hospital for dehydration - and possible infection. Apparently there's some kind of stomach virus going around, that causes serious dehydration. In my stepdad's case, he went to the doctor to find out what was happening, and was admitted to the hospital soon afterwards.
Since he was so dehydrated, his veins were inaccessible - and he has to get another port put into his neck (just like the port that was inserted for dialysis treatments) to get fluids and antibiotics into his system. If all goes well, he'll only be in for a couple of days. Still, when I tried to call my mom yesterday at work, and was told that she wasn't there, it freaked me out. I was so afraid that I'd get a call later in the day that my stepdad is dying or worse, dead. It wasn't the case, but I was still scared out of my wits for a while.
Things will get better - the only way to go from here is up. Or so I keep reminding myself.
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Date: 2004-04-13 12:43 pm (UTC)