The evolution of the job interview?
My last two job interviews have taken place in coffee houses, in casual dress and with not an HR person in sight. One opportunity was found on Craigslist and the other through word of mouth. Is this the evolution of job search and interviews?
To be clear these are interviews for positions in small, locally owned companies and are by no means for any C level positions. None the less, they are jobs that require skills and a fairly high level of trust on the employers part.
I’m pretty sure neither employer has ever checked my references. When I asked them, one of my interviewers said. “No, you look like a pretty normal person.” Score one for looking normal.
I’m not sure if this is indicative of how the job market is changing or of it simply the opportunities that I am finding attractive. I think that employers are looking for ways to cut some costs today and perhaps attract people like me who like a more laid back work style.
The Best Thing in Life is that it totally works for me.
Yesterday my daughter and I made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Aside from the fact that they are now staring at me from across the kitchen, I am happy that we took the time to bake them.
When I was young all of the treats that we had were homemade. My mom was an amazing baker and considered store bought cookies “trash”. Cookies, muffins, bars, loaves and scones. Yummy.
Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies were definitely a favorite for all of us and disappeared quickly. I remember my mom attempting to slow down the cookie consumption by putting them in the freezer. Wrong. That just made them better.
We should really bake more often. It’s easy, it’s fun and it creates great memories…..but it also creates situations like this. Me sitting in the kitchen being stared down by a plate of cookies thinking about my mom.
The Best Thing in Life is fresh oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Miss you mom.
I love where we live. I love that I can walk out the door, choose a trail and be out in the wilderness within minutes. I love that a thriving cosmopolitan city is only a fifteen minute drive away. I love that in the summer we go to the beach and in the winter we go skiing.
Do you know what I don’t love?
Raccoons who use our roof as their personal litter box.
Raccoons notoriously return to the same spots most times to…ummm….do their business. These particular raccoons have chosen a very dry, cozy spot.
Under the eaves directly outside our bedroom window.
As I lay in the dark last night listening to the rain I suddenly realized that the rain was making a new sound. A heavy, trotting kind of sound. Damn. I grab a flashlight and open the blinds.
Three sets of eyes peer back at me. If they could talk they would have said.
“A little privacy please.”
The Best Thing in Life is having something to throw at those little stinkers.
Gossip. For years it has been considered salacious and the stuff of idle housewives. Studies out of the University of California, Berkeley, however, are questioning that opinion.
I personally think that a good gossip session is okay once in a while. It can be a release to share a story with a friend (or two) and voice an opinion.
Sometime gossip can be helpful. I was recently at a lunch with some friends and the gossip that came up was about two people that we all knew. As it turns out it wasnt gossip, it was, in fact true. Had I not brought it up, I would never have know and could have put myself in very uncomfortable situation.
Okay, maybe not a great example…..but you could see my point?
Gossip is a fact of life. Everybody does it whether they admit it or not. So why not just admit it and enjoy it. According to the study done at U of C, Berkeley when people observe somebody behaving in an immoral way it caused frustration. Being able to share that information helped them feel better.
So go ahead and have a good gossip. It will do you good.
We come into this world woefully unqualified for what life has to throw at us. It’s not our fault. It’s just the way it happens.
But never have I felt so ridiculously unqualified as I have as a parent.
People have been doing this for how many years? And yet……nobody has put together a comprehensive ” how to” guide. Yes, many have written self help books on parenting and I have read them all (mostly) but none of them have really resonated with me as being authentic.
I feel like at this point in my life I should have enough life experience to be able to handle this. So how do I take my experiences and the knowledge that I have gained from them and pass it on to my kids in a relevant manner?
This is not going to be a post with a smart, well written, Best Things in Life ending. This is a real question.
How do I take my life experiences and pass them on to my kids in a meaningful, educational way that will benefit them? Without driving them crazy.
I feel a bit like the younger sister who has gone to a party with an older sister and suddenly realized that things have gotten out of control.
When we decided to go to the party we knew that it might get a bit crazy. We were nervous but optimistic that everything would turn out all right. You hear things but never really know how these things are going to go down.
So now the party is in full swing and my sister is getting scared. There’s a guy my sister met who keeps telling her what to do and when she doesn’t do it he gets angry at her. She’s looking around at me and her friends hoping that somebody is going to step in and help.
The problem is that there really isn’t much we can do. We can make suggestions and give advice. We can be sympathetic and comforting. We can tell the guy to stop, behave himself and act like a gentleman.
Ultimately though, my sister has to be the one to stand up and make herself heard and tell this guy that he can’t treat her that way. It’s the only way to make it stop.
I love my sister and our relationship has always been close. If I could, I would step in and make the guy go away.
Every other week I drive my daughter and three other kids from their school to an afternoon program at another local school. At the beginning of the year I didn’t really know the other three kids very well.
Over the past months I’ve come to realize what great kids they are. Ranging in age from nine to eleven, one might expect them to be, well, kids. And they are, but they are also engaged, talkative inquisitive and grateful for me driving them each week.
The drive is only about five minutes. Today we talked about how to successfully navigate slippery roads. The merits of snow tires and why busses aren’t necessarily built for snowy days like today. One boy was pretty specific about the tire size to bus length ratio not being conducive to good traction.
Then we talked about skiing versus snowboarding and it was generally agreed that snowboarding was fun but that you needed to practice more than once a year to be any good. Astute observations.
And when I say we talked I mean we ALL talked.
When we arrive at our destination they all (without exception) thanked me for the ride and headed into the school.
Happy good kids. The Best Thing in Life.