Green dresses and cunning plans
I have a green crinkle-rayon dress that is my Good Luck Dress. I have worn it to a lot of interviews of one sort or another; it hasn’t failed yet. Good things happen when I wear this dress. They just do.
Today I wore it to the Union to talk to the TEI guy about an internship, in obvious hopes that an internship might lead to employment. I got a fascinating tour through some of the UWDC’s projects (the Icelandic dictionary is just yummy; wait ’till they get the paradigm engine up) and a choice of several fairly nifty projects to work on with them in the spring.
Job? Well, iffy. The damnable state hiring freeze is getting in the way; they can’t hire any real full-timers until it’s lifted. However, there might be ways to keep me around via project positions until something opens up or the freeze goes away. Or I might teach markup and metadata at SLIS to make ends meet while I wait. Whatever.
“We can’t wire a job for somebody; the state has open hiring,” I was duly warned. That’s fine. I’m competitive on paper and in person; may the best text artisan win. I’m just chasing my chance as best I can—because these people are doing what I went to library school to do.