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| Tuesday, September 12, 2006 |
| Remember the carrot? |
Remember the carrot? Well, I shall not tell you what it is. Suffice to say it is still dangling.
But I find myself in a quandary. I desperately want the carrot. This particular carrot, however, requires that I keep all of February free if I am to be able to take it, IF it is offered to me. Which is by no means certain.
In the meantime, there is a strong possibility - a very strong possibility - more of a certainty, really - that the people I currently temp for will offer me a 12-month full time contract. This would be beginning from, say, January. Not doing exactly what I am doing now, but in the same building. As Mr Ata expects to be made redundant soon, it has been decided that I should go back to work full time.
Herein lies the trouble. Do I say, yes, of course, I will take the contract - knowing that I then have a fulltime income for the next 12 months? I do not like to mess people around, so if I were to take the contract it would mean making myself unavailable should the carrot be offered. How long do I wait to hear more about the carrot? I expect to hear SOMETHING in the next week or two, but then again, I may not. If I turn down the contract, and hold out for the carrot - I might miss out on both. And where I work now (despite my current role being a little surreal) is a Good Place to work. They are friendly and helpful and often go out for long lunches on Fridays. AND there's free biscuits - often even Tim Tams. Plus, being a Big Company, it is likely that I'd have the opportunity to gain experience in lots of different business areas in the future, provided that I am a good little worker - which I am. And if I am to work full time, I do not intend to be answering phones and typing things for very long. This would cause my head to implode.
Mr Ata wants me to Think of the Dollars. We intend to get to work on an investment porfolio over the coming year, to reduce our dependence on working for money. But the carrot! The carrot! I have wanted this carrot for a long time, and it may never come again!
I don't even know what the contract role would be doing. All I know is that it wouldn't be what I do now. So I have told them that I am hoping to hear about my carrot, and that I would need to know more about the contract role to make any decisions. In the hope that, by the time they've gotten their act together and properly explained and offered me the contract, the carrot people will also have gotten their act together and begun divvying up the vegies. |
posted by Ata @ 12:13 pm  |
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| 3 Comments: |
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Can you tell the carrot that you need to make a decision; that you'd prefer the carrot but can't really wait? (Assuming I read it correctly with the vegetable references. This better not be a *real* carrot from your grocer.)
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{wails} No! No! One cannot TALK to the carrot!
People might think I was strange.
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Hmm. My carrots sometimes talk to me. Well... they can make a horrible screeching noise, as if in pain, when I put them through the juicer. Poor things. But their juice is so gooood.
I hate decisions like this, Ata. I do not envy you. But it seems you definitely need more info either way before making a choice. One should always grasp desperately wanted carrots if and when they come along. But probably not until they're absolutely definite, if other things are to be sacrificed in order to munch on them.
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Can you tell the carrot that you need to make a decision; that you'd prefer the carrot but can't really wait? (Assuming I read it correctly with the vegetable references. This better not be a *real* carrot from your grocer.)