Showing posts with label job. Show all posts
Showing posts with label job. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Too difficult

This is the stash for my Bauhaus project. And yes, the dark grey jacket is part of it. There are a few moth holes in it, and we asked how much it would be to do invisible mending. It is half the price for a new suit.
But I find it so scaring to cut into it!
The rust red stuff is an old summer blouse of mine. The sewing is just out of this world. So bad. Just can't look at it. I did it 20 years ago.
Then there are two of J's shirts. Normal quilting cloth is a lot stronger than these fabrics. But I want to do a korak technique in which the pieces are laid double, so a thinner quality is better.
J had an interview in a very friendly atmospere, they want him, but cannot really offer him the right job at the moment. You know we don't have this hire-and-fire system, and that's good. But they want to give him something else instead which would mean: 1. unknown functional area, 2. more responsibility, 3. less money. I don't care about 3, but 1+2 make him scared. He told them, true to the facts, that he doesn't feel competent on this field, and they thanked him for his honesty.
They will call. We'll see what happens.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Thinking about Munich


My husband has sent/mailed applications to five companies. In a week, his boss will ask him to tell his decision. In case we go, we'll keep the Hamburg flat for 6 more months and live in a Munich apartment.
The company is in a change at the moment, and they have centralized the customer service, so the dept in Hamburg will be closed. But they urgently want J, he has been in this company for 7 years.
What if I like Munich? The climate is murder. I felt 80 years old when we were there. But this might be something to get used to. The people are more conservative in general -- and racists. Not all of them; we'll stick to the other kind.

The idea of J's boss was that I'll stay in Hamburg, and they will generously pay me a flight every month or so. No, if my husband goes, I will, too.
And the job? To be honest: They want him to repair what went wrong in 7 years. And he told them from the start.
But in a week, we'll know more!
I'll ask the I-Ging.

Update. Tomorrow, J will have a job interview in Hamburg.