12:04 a.m. - 2003-07-03
Travels
Felt like a long day today. Had a job interview in the morning. I'm still a bit confused though. I had checked out this company's website when applying earlier, but they focus on placing IT and IS specialists - that's not me. Yes I do provide client support on their databases when asked, but that just means I know more than the clients. Books could be written on what I don't know.
When the recruiter first called me, he said that he had my resume and that he had pulled it off their website - yet there was no registration by me. He said he doesn't pull resumes off various job boards either. ????? Doesn't matter I guess. The work they have would be entirely within my skill sets and it sounds quite interesting. The interview process and the interviewer were both really interesting too. He likely won't get back to me for a week or more but at least the potential is there. It was nice to be valued for what I could offer and for it to be acknowledged that ther aren't many people out there who can do what I do. It isn't anything other than experience built up over time, but my life experiences have been rather unusual and that gives me a knowledge base and an understanding that most people wouldn't have.
Popped in to see my chiropractor after that. The receptionist that was so ill seems to be rallying, so that made for a happier visit. She won't be returning so I can't say good-bye, but it doesn't matter so much when you know someone is going to be ok. Wandered into one of the record stores that was having a big sale on oldies - remastered - cds. Not in the budget, but I found Brook Benton and Peggy Lee cds in the mix for a good price. The young fellow at the till was quite mystified when I commented how excited I was about the Brook Benton find especially. I can remember my Mom turning his music up full blast while she was working in the house singing along. He has a voice that is smooth as butter and as deep as the ocean. Mixed metaphors, but I always felt cradled by it in some way. Could just be that it meant everything was well in our home at that time. When my Mom was happy so were the rest of us - don't know.
Spent about four hours just window shopping until it was time to meet number five son for lunch. A downpour for nearly two hours made staying inside the plus 15 system necessary, but I still could get to all the places I had hoped to check out. Got into an extended discussion with one of the health stores proprietors over the relative merits of different complementary medicine courses available. When the boys' dad left, one of the principals I'd worked with for several years arranged for me to meet with the registrar of our university. I showed him what I had done while volunteering and explained that what I really wanted to do was to gain accreditation on an integrated complementary medicine practice, building on the knowledge I'd gained in the one year of physiotherapy I'd taken and what I had learned while volunteering. He had said that he would give me two years credit for what I had done so far, if I would write a paper for him, but the community development program the university had hoped to develop still has not become a reality. Apparently the medical faculty won't allow it. Why should they even have a say? In what way is that supporting higher education?
Next stop was the used book store. A text on Raja yoga I had been looking for and Mark Twain's "Letters From the Earth" all under ten dollars. Got to the restaurant where my son is chefing just to be told he had gone home early - but maybe try the bar to see if he was waiting there. No son. He was sitting on the steps outside waiting. Apparently the hotel the restaurant is located in hadn't paid it's gas bill for some time and was in arrears to the tune of nearly six figures. The power company shut their gas off. How can a major downtown operation get in a situation like that? Anyway, my son and I spent a leisurely lunch in another restaurant just catching up on his life.
Got home and my youngest decided he would cook supper for me. Steak and mashed potatoes, homemade cupcakes with whipped cream and a cherry on top of each. Don't know how I got so lucky, but he's one special guy, that one.
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