Wednesday, August 10

Pork is Out.

Uneventful day all around. The workers never came back to check on their work, so there's still a wooden slat leaning up against the wall outside our front door (the slat covers up the entry way to the attic). No more tar smell, at least.

Today I decided to depress myself further and look for a job. While looking for a job wasn't exactly depressing, learning what it would take to be a certified medical technologist was. A medical technologist takes samples from patients and, after performing some experiments, determines the biological origin of their symptoms. Specifically, whether bacteria, parasites, or viruses played a part in their illness, and then what that microorganism is.

The requirements for certification include two options: (a) be a graduate of an accredited medical technology program with a bachelor’s degree in medical technology, or (b) be a graduate of an accredited college or university with a bachelor’s degree, with a major in one of the biological or chemical sciences, AND either

(i) completed an accredited academic program in medical technology following the earning of the bachelor’s degree referenced in “B” above, or (ii) completed at least one year of approved laboratory experience within the last five years.

In short, I need one year of experience in a clinical setting to even be considered for certification. Research at a university counts, as long as I'm working with tissues and medicine and whatnot. I'd like to point out that it's almost impossible to get clinical lab setting experience without certification, so have no idea why they even included that in there as a possible experience option. Anyways, if I can get one year of experience, I can get a real job. Until then, I might be stuck with a receptionist job. Even lab tech assistants need certification and six months experience in a hospital setting, and that is just straight up messed up.

Tonight's dinner was pork chops - they were on sale at the grocery store, and I figured why not? We've had sweet and sour pork ribs, so maybe I can cook up a masterpiece with pork chops. Turns out neither H. nor I really care for pork chops. I mean, we don't absolutely hate them, they're just not our favorite dishes in the world. Now I've got to figure out a way to use the rest of the "extreme value pack" of five or so leftover pork chops that's sitting in our freezer. I'm thinking something with a very strong sauce. Maybe Italian pork chops with a tomato-herb sauce? At least the freezer will give me a while to think on it.

Tomorrow I'm applying to a couple of retail jobs at the mall (or at least asking if they're hiring). H. is very dissatisfied with his job responsibilities or lack thereof, and is applying within the company to a position that will actually use his degree. He talked it over with his boss, and while his boss doesn't want to lose one of his hard working and bright employees, he understands the complacency he feels with his job. What that means for me is while H. is applying to other jobs, I'll be taking a temporary job anywhere. Preferably sales, since I've got experience with that, but you never know.

That also means that while I'm still hopeful for a lab position if anyone ever gets around to reading my resume, I've stopped applying to lab positions here. It's mostly due to the fact that I'm not sure when (if) we'll relocate, and also that I don't want to have that conversation with my new boss. You can imagine what that would be like. So! Taking a job where I can quit within two weeks without any questions or sheepishly asking for a reference would fit the bill quite nicely. I thought working at the mall might be nice, and ForeverXXI does have a job opening, and I hear they pay better than Kohl's. Although, the online listing for a sales associate did say I needed a passion for fashion (yikes!). Again, a good scouting mission at the mall will tell me what I need.

In lieu of a picture, I leave you with this mental image. The Cowboys play their first preseason game against the Broncos tomorrow. Can you even imagine how excited H. is? All I can say is that I really hope we can watch the game tomorrow.

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