and if things weren't bad enough...
Aug. 22nd, 2008 10:57 amA) Apparently, back at an interview I had in June for a state Helpdesk contract it went so well that I was one of the ones selected. But then it had to go through state processes and such. Apparently, it was rejected and had to be re-submitted. Now, the rejection was not due to something with me, but since Patterson took over every state agency is scrutinizing every contract bid with a microscope and this particular agency has rejected and had to re-submit a lot more contacts than before. And with Patterson's announcement about tightening belts in budgets, it's even worse. So, I do have the job, as soon as the paperwork processes and they can give me a start date. But, it's state paperwork, so goddess knows how long it will take. The recruiter is thinking maybe another 2 weeks.
B) The radiator hose on my Volvo broke last night. I had just pulled out of a Stewarts and onto Rt. 2 in Troy (heading onto Rt. 66 to go to a D&D game in the not-quite-Wynanskill area) when there was a pop and a billow of coolant scented smoke. Got through the light and immediately pulled over. Turned the engine off, looked under the hood, and a hose is cracked open. I had a full tank of coolant, and I don't think even a full minute went by, so the engine should be fine.
Something inside *me* broke and I was pretty much bawling for 10 minutes straight (with slight breaks) while our friends at the destination house for the game came and picked Jon and I up.
It shouldn't be too expensive of a fix, and may even be able to be done by someone with a clue and a new hose, but, with the lack of job for an uncertain amount of time, Marnen pretty broke and in England, I'm not sure what the hell I'm going to do.
B) The radiator hose on my Volvo broke last night. I had just pulled out of a Stewarts and onto Rt. 2 in Troy (heading onto Rt. 66 to go to a D&D game in the not-quite-Wynanskill area) when there was a pop and a billow of coolant scented smoke. Got through the light and immediately pulled over. Turned the engine off, looked under the hood, and a hose is cracked open. I had a full tank of coolant, and I don't think even a full minute went by, so the engine should be fine.
Something inside *me* broke and I was pretty much bawling for 10 minutes straight (with slight breaks) while our friends at the destination house for the game came and picked Jon and I up.
It shouldn't be too expensive of a fix, and may even be able to be done by someone with a clue and a new hose, but, with the lack of job for an uncertain amount of time, Marnen pretty broke and in England, I'm not sure what the hell I'm going to do.