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judecorpPerhaps on some people stress creeps up, lingering just around the dark corner until an opportune moment. Perhaps on some people stress steps in, settles down, makes itself at home. For me, stress makes a big to-do, offers jubilant fanfare, and gladly deposits itself upon my shoulders, kicking its legs and hollering like a preschooler. I can be sitting around, casually doing what I need to do, and the impish stresschild hangs on for the ride. Perhaps I am not ready for parenting.
Today I was a Case Transferring Machine, having successfully closed one case and transferred four. That leaves ten remaining. I am closing two more on Friday and one more next week. That leaves six transfers - a very manageable number, I'd say. I was blissfully coasting along through the world of Being Productive when stress opted to make an appearance in my office. Perhaps it was drawn to the colorful toys.
My Jennifer has been contacted by several recruiters/headhunters for various sales positions, some of them in software sales. This is fantastic news, especially since she has been concerned about not being employed. The problem is, of course, that we had decided to sell my car under the auspices of her getting a job accessible by public transportation, and now she has a job interview in a suburb a good distance away.
Of course she should take the interview, and of course she should take the position if it is lucrative enough and otherwise satisfactory, but where does that leave me? Carless, sadly, because she would have a higher paying job and therefore the car would be more valuable to her. So court has reconvened in the case of Gargamel - to sell or not to sell?
Here we are, once again, in Decision Limbo - a common state for us, one that makes me very uneasy and is likely the singlemost unsavory aspect of our relationship. We need to rediscuss the car situation, which leaves me in the awkward position of not knowing how to talk with callers/potential car buyers. Oh, stress, I don't have time to play today!
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Of course, this rant was completely interrupted and irradicated by Coworker Mike, who brought me an approved referral form I'd submitted. I noted with some surprise that there were five last names on this case (most have multiple names, but five is definitely a lot). He walked back into my office and calmly deadpanned, "There must be a lot of whores in that family." I spit water all over my monitor.
Today I was a Case Transferring Machine, having successfully closed one case and transferred four. That leaves ten remaining. I am closing two more on Friday and one more next week. That leaves six transfers - a very manageable number, I'd say. I was blissfully coasting along through the world of Being Productive when stress opted to make an appearance in my office. Perhaps it was drawn to the colorful toys.
My Jennifer has been contacted by several recruiters/headhunters for various sales positions, some of them in software sales. This is fantastic news, especially since she has been concerned about not being employed. The problem is, of course, that we had decided to sell my car under the auspices of her getting a job accessible by public transportation, and now she has a job interview in a suburb a good distance away.
Of course she should take the interview, and of course she should take the position if it is lucrative enough and otherwise satisfactory, but where does that leave me? Carless, sadly, because she would have a higher paying job and therefore the car would be more valuable to her. So court has reconvened in the case of Gargamel - to sell or not to sell?
Here we are, once again, in Decision Limbo - a common state for us, one that makes me very uneasy and is likely the singlemost unsavory aspect of our relationship. We need to rediscuss the car situation, which leaves me in the awkward position of not knowing how to talk with callers/potential car buyers. Oh, stress, I don't have time to play today!
~//~
Of course, this rant was completely interrupted and irradicated by Coworker Mike, who brought me an approved referral form I'd submitted. I noted with some surprise that there were five last names on this case (most have multiple names, but five is definitely a lot). He walked back into my office and calmly deadpanned, "There must be a lot of whores in that family." I spit water all over my monitor.
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Date: 2004-05-19 09:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-21 12:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-19 09:52 pm (UTC)It's worth more to you to hold on to it than any monetary amount you could get by selling it.
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Date: 2004-05-21 12:25 pm (UTC)Yes, I love my car. I do. But the hassle of having to find a way to get the car to MA, pay excise tax on car, get car inspected, hope it passes emissions, get car re-registered, and pay high insurance... all for a car we might not even use... doesn't make much sense to me.
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Date: 2004-05-19 10:25 pm (UTC)If you find, after a month or two there, that you don't need it, *then* sell it.
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Date: 2004-05-21 12:26 pm (UTC)But I think in the long run it would be cheaper/easier/better for us if we find we DO need a second car to buy one out there using the money we got from selling this one.
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Date: 2004-05-19 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-21 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-20 02:16 am (UTC)You don't need a car for basic getting-around in Boston, especially if a)your girl has a car and b)you like to ride a bike and walk places. However, the worst case scenario is that you get a job which requires you to have a car. So you go out and buy a modest vehicle with the cash you got from selling Gargamel. If your current car is OK, and you sell it, you should make enough to buy another car that's OK on the JudeMeter.
If you take the car with you, it may be a pain to have to drive separately. Or will it make it easier to transport stuff? If it's a pain, and you don't end up having any use for it once you're there, the worst case scenario is that you sell it to someone in the Boston area. Also not so bad.
The one thing I'd be afraid of is having trouble selling the car, period.
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Date: 2004-05-20 01:14 pm (UTC)Let me add that I'm not sure more $ ought to determine who gets the car. I'd think that need would determine that, but what the hell do I know?
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Date: 2004-05-20 05:59 pm (UTC)Let's say Jen gets offered a Faboo job that makes good money but is not on transportation. Then she should take the car probably to work that job and I should try to find a public transportation job. Because, well, I'll probably make as much money in one clinical job as another.
You know?
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Date: 2004-05-20 06:45 pm (UTC)coworker mike is very funny. which family is this??? one of mine?
-coworker sarah-
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Date: 2004-05-20 07:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-21 12:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-05-21 06:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-21 06:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-21 12:28 pm (UTC)- Have car I like
- Have second car "just in case"
Here are the cons:
- Have to find a way to get it there
- Have to pay excise tax
- Have to get car inspected
- Have to register car
- Have to insure car
(I would have to do all of these things even if I just decide to sell it there. And the KBB value is lower in Boston.)