The hunt

The job search has been a little brutal. People love, love, LOVE me until they find out I'm part-time; then they either hang up entirely, or attempt to get me to stretch my 24 hours/week restriction to 30, or 32, or 55. I have interviewed with some wonderful companies - places I would really enjoy being if I were full-time, and places that I am still considering despite the likelihood of them asking me for more time than I really want to give - but I'm just not feeling it this time around. Patrick gave some excellent advice about making sure I put my academic goals above my career goals, but that usually means taking a contract position, which tend to be dead dull. So I have to choose between interesting and manageable, essentially, and I don't like those choices. Ah well, such is life. Isn't adulthood grand?