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judecorpSo I have been trying to call my pedi to find out why I never heard from the EI program. (I start a lot of entries with 'so.') Come to find out, I was supposed to call them. Whoops, thanks for telling me. But whatever, she's not going to qualify so I've got time.
I called this afternoon and when the scheduling person called me back we got to chatting and she asked if I was familiar with Early Intervention and I told her I spent almost 3 years doing EI in Boston. She said, "What are you doing now?" I told her I was home with the baby but should probably find something soon and she said, "I will stick an app in with your materials."
Ha ha ha, if I walk into a job because of my kid I will laugh my way out of town. It certainly could be fun to do EI work again, although I would have to do all of the pesky certification that I dodged at my last shindig. But still, she made it sound like they were looking for people and I should be in touch.
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When we were going through the questions, she asked my name and Punk's name, and then asked for the father's name. Really? In this town? Tsk. I told her there was no father and a bonus mom and gave Jen's name, and later she said, "Do you know the father?" Does it matter? Enough with the father, lady!
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There's a spot on the referral forms (heaven knows I've seen enough of them) for race and then ethnicity. I said, "Portuguese" but I was tempted to say, "Portuguese, Ukrainian, French Canadian, German, Irish, and more!" I also told them her race was Caucasian but I guess technically she is half Jewish. Whoops.
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They have PTs at their program. Lucky, we had a heck of a time hiring a PT at my place after Coworker Gina left. EI pays so much less than the hospitals and stuff do. But yay, I can pick a PT's brain!
I called this afternoon and when the scheduling person called me back we got to chatting and she asked if I was familiar with Early Intervention and I told her I spent almost 3 years doing EI in Boston. She said, "What are you doing now?" I told her I was home with the baby but should probably find something soon and she said, "I will stick an app in with your materials."
Ha ha ha, if I walk into a job because of my kid I will laugh my way out of town. It certainly could be fun to do EI work again, although I would have to do all of the pesky certification that I dodged at my last shindig. But still, she made it sound like they were looking for people and I should be in touch.
~//~
When we were going through the questions, she asked my name and Punk's name, and then asked for the father's name. Really? In this town? Tsk. I told her there was no father and a bonus mom and gave Jen's name, and later she said, "Do you know the father?" Does it matter? Enough with the father, lady!
~//~
There's a spot on the referral forms (heaven knows I've seen enough of them) for race and then ethnicity. I said, "Portuguese" but I was tempted to say, "Portuguese, Ukrainian, French Canadian, German, Irish, and more!" I also told them her race was Caucasian but I guess technically she is half Jewish. Whoops.
~//~
They have PTs at their program. Lucky, we had a heck of a time hiring a PT at my place after Coworker Gina left. EI pays so much less than the hospitals and stuff do. But yay, I can pick a PT's brain!
