Sad summer prospects.
Blah. I still haven't heard from the EPA re: summer internship. It looks like that won't happen. My fellow intern from last summer snagged a position under a different supervisor. I am completely envious. But I shouldn't give up too easily. I commit to doing the following
1. Writing/calling my contact at the EPA to follow up one last time
2. Writing my other prospect for summer internship and pursue more aggressively
It seems that I am growing tired or annoyed with the restaurant and need a change of pace. I have been told that I have become unbearable to work for/with. That's life. I think overall I'm fair and lately the management team has collectively had to come down pretty hard on the staff. They are all afflicted with the once or twice a year virus that makes them become complacent or filled with a sense of entitlement. It's pretty irritating. I'm tired of working with kids that can't seem to comprehend that this is a job. They show up on time and work hard in exchange for the money they always complain they don't have. Oh! I just saw/heard it. The them versus me mentality that never leads to good things. I'll have to work that one out.
I need a break. I feel it deep in my bones. I'm tired of here. I'm tired of now. I'm due for a long excursion with myself. I'm considering going on another rafting trip with the Rivermen. As much as I love that 8 hour drive to West Virginia I can't be putting miles on my car right now. But I've done that. I want to do/go something/somewhere new. I deeply regretted not going to Maine with my sisters last summer. Maybe I'll go there.
In the meantime I'm trying to figure out how to propagate the fabulous roses that are in the front garden. Here's a night shot of the rose garden. It really doesn't do it justice.
The woman who lived in this house for 20+ years before us must have loved them very much.
1. Writing/calling my contact at the EPA to follow up one last time
2. Writing my other prospect for summer internship and pursue more aggressively
It seems that I am growing tired or annoyed with the restaurant and need a change of pace. I have been told that I have become unbearable to work for/with. That's life. I think overall I'm fair and lately the management team has collectively had to come down pretty hard on the staff. They are all afflicted with the once or twice a year virus that makes them become complacent or filled with a sense of entitlement. It's pretty irritating. I'm tired of working with kids that can't seem to comprehend that this is a job. They show up on time and work hard in exchange for the money they always complain they don't have. Oh! I just saw/heard it. The them versus me mentality that never leads to good things. I'll have to work that one out.
I need a break. I feel it deep in my bones. I'm tired of here. I'm tired of now. I'm due for a long excursion with myself. I'm considering going on another rafting trip with the Rivermen. As much as I love that 8 hour drive to West Virginia I can't be putting miles on my car right now. But I've done that. I want to do/go something/somewhere new. I deeply regretted not going to Maine with my sisters last summer. Maybe I'll go there.
In the meantime I'm trying to figure out how to propagate the fabulous roses that are in the front garden. Here's a night shot of the rose garden. It really doesn't do it justice.
The woman who lived in this house for 20+ years before us must have loved them very much.
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