…I Can Clear Up the Uncertainy
Well, I’m in slightly better spirits. I have had some ‘turmoil’ with regard to that new job and the requirements to upgrade my clearance. I’ve complied with everything, going so far as to emphasize the nature of C and my relationship, but I’ve still got to call and get one last assurance. See, to fill the vacancy the office will want me to come over on an interim clearance. What worries me is if I go over on an interim clearance, and then a few months down the road they decide they can’t give me the final one – what happens to me? Am I placed elsewhere in the government? Or do I get fired?
I can’t be fired. I can’t let that happen. If I can get clear on that I’ll have to say that I can’t go over until the final, and if they won’t allow that, then I have to say that I can’t go over at all. I have a number of somebody at the personnel office to call tomorrow, and I have to make myself at ease on this. I have to say, I can’t imagine that they’d actually fire you – how would they ever recruit for positions if there was a real danger thereof.
I also am taking some comfort from the fact that the adjudicator has already seen my info pack and I’ve handled the two questions he raised, but I do have to say that the security manager mentioned that the ‘bad thing’ had happened to one or two people but then said that those people were new to the government. I’m hardly new.
What do you think?
Ignore at My Peril
Neal came over Monday, and we discussed my intake, as I’m basically walking my ass off without much gain (er, loss). You know how they say that if you slip up, the thing to do is not let it get you down? Well, I got that part too well down – the trick thought is to, you know, acknowledge the slip, and not just ignore it. 🙂 I’ve promised to review my Weight Watchers input and, you know, make choices as the week goes along. Monday there was some real high quality eye candy at the gym. This evening, barely any, just PGG (pseudo Greek guy, slender, dark hair, goatee), no PHG (pointy hair guy) or much else.
I’ve also decided to do more weight training; I think I ought to do the things that Neal suggested at home/the gym. After all, I’m paying him big bux for this advice. I do want to start squatting too. Maybe I can be strong. Who knows.
Tuesday, C came with me to see Alan, my counsellor about my food issues. Apparently I’m not as manipulative as I think.
I found some great road porn sites. You can see the Manual on Uniform Traffic Control Devices, the US standard sign book. It’s so cool! From the other side of the biggish pond here’s the UK Highway Code. I’ll add more road porn in short order.
NBC has renewed my favourite prime time show, Chuck, for a second season. But new episodes won’t be out until later in the year. I heart Chuck.
We’ll have to wait for farmer Silvio, but today’s installment of our obsession with the dark-haired Wilson brother shows a screen cap of his strong-jawed self, from the movie Legally Blond. It’s a cute movie, in which Luke plays a lawyer. Our other picture shows him at a golf game (I think) which is a favourite if stereotypical hobby of lawyers.
(Wouldn’t you like to see his big club?)
(Wouldn’t you let him get a hole in one)
(Wouldn’t you let him address your ball?)
(Wouldn’t you like to get him in the rough)
This is far too easy!