Job Candidates! It's Not ALWAYS Snowing!
It's Monday. It's January. I'm in Pittsburgh. We've got another candidate for one of our three professorial positions to interview all day today. Big snowstorm came in last night. Schools shut down. Ice on roads.
Do I stay home? No! I do not!
Well, at the moment I'm home. But soon I'm going to go upstairs and dress -- thank goodness I've got some boots I think look ok, even if I can walk in the snow in them -- and then I'm going to go dig the car out, and then I'm going to drive into work. If indeed the crews have gotten to the roads I drive on.
I don't know about this having-the-candidates-come-in-January-so-we-can-quickly-make-decisions-and-snap-up-the-best-of-them business. Cause Pittsburgh is often Very Cold in January. Also, often, it's snowing. So I'm hoping that enough of us are able to get into work early this morning (for the "informal coffee and conversation" torture session that's scheduled for 9:15 AM) that we're able to make a good impression. One wouldn't want to have the candidate sitting there all by herself with the coffee and muffins.
Actually, I'm not as worried about scaring the candidate today, who's been living in the East, as the one we had on Friday, who had grown up in Southern California and is finishing up her doctorate in Southern California, and came on a day that was so cold she couldn't be taken on a tour of the campus, even though she'd borrowed the department chair's coat, and then got taken out to dinner in what, if you were from Southern California, would be a Scary Snowstorm.
You get tired of apologizing for the weather. I mean really. I didn't invent it. I'm responsible for all that knitting going on during the scholarly presentations. Fine. Blame me. But I didn't invent the weather. Come work with me anyway! I'll make tea! I'll give you good advice on how to get through the tenure process! I'll let you help knit leper bandages! And look! Here are my colleagues! They're darling! And the students! Also darling!
It's just, you know, snowy. Today. That's all.
So. Sam and the child are staying home today. The child will be sliding down the snowy hill for a goodly portion of the day -- thanks be to God I'll miss that (a child just died nearby yesterday, smashing into a tree). Still too cold to go buy another budgie to keep Sunny company. Sam's got haggis and pumpernickle bread for lunch. And I'm going to go get ready to go off and do my devoir. I believe I'll wear "Golden Gate" today. A bracing sweater, such as fits one for any sort of endeavor. Digging out the car. Impressing young future professors.
Hey -- I just heard the garage door open. I do believe that Sam is out there digging my car out. I'm being well taken care of and coddled. I'll go be nice to the candidate and spread all this charity around.
Do I stay home? No! I do not!
Well, at the moment I'm home. But soon I'm going to go upstairs and dress -- thank goodness I've got some boots I think look ok, even if I can walk in the snow in them -- and then I'm going to go dig the car out, and then I'm going to drive into work. If indeed the crews have gotten to the roads I drive on.
I don't know about this having-the-candidates-come-in-January-so-we-can-quickly-make-decisions-and-snap-up-the-best-of-them business. Cause Pittsburgh is often Very Cold in January. Also, often, it's snowing. So I'm hoping that enough of us are able to get into work early this morning (for the "informal coffee and conversation" torture session that's scheduled for 9:15 AM) that we're able to make a good impression. One wouldn't want to have the candidate sitting there all by herself with the coffee and muffins.
Actually, I'm not as worried about scaring the candidate today, who's been living in the East, as the one we had on Friday, who had grown up in Southern California and is finishing up her doctorate in Southern California, and came on a day that was so cold she couldn't be taken on a tour of the campus, even though she'd borrowed the department chair's coat, and then got taken out to dinner in what, if you were from Southern California, would be a Scary Snowstorm.
You get tired of apologizing for the weather. I mean really. I didn't invent it. I'm responsible for all that knitting going on during the scholarly presentations. Fine. Blame me. But I didn't invent the weather. Come work with me anyway! I'll make tea! I'll give you good advice on how to get through the tenure process! I'll let you help knit leper bandages! And look! Here are my colleagues! They're darling! And the students! Also darling!
It's just, you know, snowy. Today. That's all.
So. Sam and the child are staying home today. The child will be sliding down the snowy hill for a goodly portion of the day -- thanks be to God I'll miss that (a child just died nearby yesterday, smashing into a tree). Still too cold to go buy another budgie to keep Sunny company. Sam's got haggis and pumpernickle bread for lunch. And I'm going to go get ready to go off and do my devoir. I believe I'll wear "Golden Gate" today. A bracing sweater, such as fits one for any sort of endeavor. Digging out the car. Impressing young future professors.
Hey -- I just heard the garage door open. I do believe that Sam is out there digging my car out. I'm being well taken care of and coddled. I'll go be nice to the candidate and spread all this charity around.
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