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jazzfishGood news: it seems it's the charging cable rather than the iPad that's dead. It charged fine on a couple of Steph's cables. Much cheaper to replace a cable.
Acquired a suit and a pair of shoes that will pass muster for "decent" at a distance, for under $500. I don't really expect to need a suit for any potential interviews in Vancouver, and my suitcase was pretty full, so I ended up leaving all that in Minneapolis. If I decide I want it I can bring my suit-board-thing next time.
The Mall of America is disconcerting in its scale, and at least on a Tuesday afternoon/evening in its emptiness.
I've also determined that I'd rather be wearing linen, and an open blazer rather than a suit. I'm quite fond of this look (a 'natural' linen double-breasted blazer and trousers, over a black polo with the collar over the blazer), but that's very much a "someday" kind of thing. File it away in the wishlist.
The intervew felt fine up until the end, when I mentioned that I'm currently in Van in the process of relocating to Minneapolis, and the social temperature of the room dropped about ten degrees. It's government (unclear whether it's state, municipal, or something weird in-between) so it'll be a couple of weeks before I hear anything regardless.
A week or two ago I applied for a tech-writer job at some engineering firm. On Tuesday I got an email of "if you actually want a tech-writing job and are not trying to use this to get an engineering job, please reply with three times when a phone interview would work for you." I did so, and watched as the first of the times passed with no response. Friday I got "we're overloaded with responses, we've added more times, if your specified times have passed please tell us some new ones." This fucking economy, man. They're supposedly calling me at tennish tomorrow, "but please allow 5-10 minutes in case the prior phone screen runs over." I will not get this job and I will count it another bullet dodged.
My plane is boarding soon, so I should go navigate the ridiculously sprawling Calgary airport to get to my gate. Home to my kitten this evening. That will be good.
Acquired a suit and a pair of shoes that will pass muster for "decent" at a distance, for under $500. I don't really expect to need a suit for any potential interviews in Vancouver, and my suitcase was pretty full, so I ended up leaving all that in Minneapolis. If I decide I want it I can bring my suit-board-thing next time.
The Mall of America is disconcerting in its scale, and at least on a Tuesday afternoon/evening in its emptiness.
I've also determined that I'd rather be wearing linen, and an open blazer rather than a suit. I'm quite fond of this look (a 'natural' linen double-breasted blazer and trousers, over a black polo with the collar over the blazer), but that's very much a "someday" kind of thing. File it away in the wishlist.
The intervew felt fine up until the end, when I mentioned that I'm currently in Van in the process of relocating to Minneapolis, and the social temperature of the room dropped about ten degrees. It's government (unclear whether it's state, municipal, or something weird in-between) so it'll be a couple of weeks before I hear anything regardless.
A week or two ago I applied for a tech-writer job at some engineering firm. On Tuesday I got an email of "if you actually want a tech-writing job and are not trying to use this to get an engineering job, please reply with three times when a phone interview would work for you." I did so, and watched as the first of the times passed with no response. Friday I got "we're overloaded with responses, we've added more times, if your specified times have passed please tell us some new ones." This fucking economy, man. They're supposedly calling me at tennish tomorrow, "but please allow 5-10 minutes in case the prior phone screen runs over." I will not get this job and I will count it another bullet dodged.
My plane is boarding soon, so I should go navigate the ridiculously sprawling Calgary airport to get to my gate. Home to my kitten this evening. That will be good.
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Date: 2026-05-05 04:24 am (UTC)Good luck with the grueling torture of job hunting. Ugh.