John Hattaway

Anyone who is unreliable is also a liar; anyone who is a liar is also unreliable.

Public Enough

Well, I guess this has moved to the realm of public enough that I can come out with what I am doing. I am interviewing for jobs around campus at BYU. The reason: I need more time to actually spend with my wife (the Spanish speaker among the two of us) so that she can help me learn enough level-1 comprehension of espanol to (maybe) pass the class.

The result, the job I am currently working may be on the way out. This is sad. Especially given that I got Jordan a job here and enjoy hanging with the boy; however, in my best interests and needing to ensure that I have the time to (not only) study Spanish but to spend time on my other classes, I am actively and anxiously seeking a new job where I can spend my days on campus.

So far, the contenders have been general computer/software support for the School of Religion; Flash Programming for the Institute of Teaching-something-or-other; and the Bachelors of General Education department. I just checked and see that another of the jobs I applied for (one I wanted to be interviewed for) sent me a message to come by and speak to the man-in-charge. So, possibilities, people… possibilities.

(Note: the job I just found out about is running milling and machining equipment.)

Anyway, that’s what I’ve been beating-around-the-bush about for a few days. Things needed to change, Jordan is doing gangbuster, Erin is working full-time, and I need to make a change in my life that will allow me to do the other things I need to do. So, I am sure you all is excited that you had to wait for me to “go public” with the information.

As for school, I woke up at the crack of dawn this morning (Erin tells me I was awake and out of the house about 30 minutes before her – which does not negate my assertion that it was very early for me) to be at a training for my English Language class. Essentially, the professor (of the class) wanted to show us what his expectations were for the specific assignment I’d taken/been assigned (English Grammar) and let loose that the entire class would have to be familiar with the subject matter before the end of the semester and before we are due with our presentation on the passages of Bible scripture (about 8 or 10 different translations).

When I got home I needed sleep (late nights and early mornings make John a grumpy boy). I expected to wake up an hour to an hour-and-a-half later only to realize I was not waking up. Erin called several times waking me up, but that was a no-go. I was out and out and out and out.

In short, I missed both classes today. Feel bad about Spanish, don’t feel much of anything for English Language as the professor (announced this morning) was to be out of town and his TA was teaching the class.

At 1 p.m. I got up, showered, shaved, and dressed for an interview.

The interview went well. Not sure what I was expecting, but when I walked into the office I was shuttled into a little room (the directors office) faster than… well, fast and then had a bunch of questions asked of me where it was determined that I was interviewed because, “You have a broad work background.”

Not sure what I feel about that. Yes, I have a lot of experience and don’t mind sharing it; but at the same time, not sure that I want the breadth of my work experience to be the reason someone decides to call me in.

Call me in because I am a non-traditional student balancing a thousand things while trying to get a degree.

Or because I can relate to the people on the other side of the phone.

Or because my customer service experience makes me a wicked-good candidate.

Or because I have office and data experience that most kids in college have no clue how to touch.

Or because I am really an attractive person and you are just looking for eye-candy (the reason Erin married me, by the by).

But my broad experience should detract from the notion of hiring me. Seriously.

Anyway, when all was said and done, I was asked for my OST scores. Now, you should rightfully be asking what OST is. Well, it stands for Office Skills Test.

According to the OST I took this afternoon (took me *shudder* about 45 minutes to take) this is a test that eliminates some candidates who claim they can do specific tasks and who are not actually capable of the tasks. What I learned today is that (on this test) I type 64 words per minute (was going slow due to the lack of auto-correct not functioning in the test as it does in Microsoft Word), my data entry is something like 9947 kpm (which means absolutely nothing to me), and my filing skills (alpha and numberic) are both 19/20. I missed two and I think if the first of those two were properly reviewed we would see that I did not miss it. However, the second one made no sense to me… you had to combine ST. and Andrews so it was STAndrews… the directions clearly stated remove the period (full stop for my readers from the UK) and I did. However, there was a need, desire, whatever for making a conjunction here. Go figure.

When I got home (after spending far too much time at something I am not certain how I feel about it) Erin was cleaning the bathroom… I kicked her out… and then she told me she was going to dinner with one of her friends. I think that’s a great thing – Erin hanging with her friends. So… you know, pretty interesting day.

Work (current day job) is going okay. The phones, which have been hellishly bad for weeks now, decided to be somewhat calm this evening, which is a good thing. Means I can do what I like to do which is work tickets. Too bad this place won’t let me just work tickets. We might have a different relationship.

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