Life's a funny thing

Juxtaposed with The Talk this past week, I've found myself in the unusual position of being able to give reasonable job-hunting advice to three friends. So while talking my way out of a job, I've simultaneously been able to use what little career and industry knowledge I have to help others talk themselves into one.

Also juxtaposed with all the pre-Talk angst: a job offer. It's with exactly the kind of person I'd want to work with, but in exactly the wrong field, i.e. the field I'm planning to abandon in nine months. Of course I turned the offer down. Then I started looking wildly around for the self-preservation instincts that I clearly lost, somewhere between finishing school and growing up.

In other "I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys R Us kid" news, I recently learned that some people my age are undergoing IVF because they're trying all means to have a baby. I always think of IVF as something that much older people opt for, after they've tried for ten years to have a child or something. Meanwhile, I extemporaneously reminded one of the classes I was teaching that reason #531 I don't have a kid is because you never know what you might get and whatever it is, that's what you're stuck with. Some call it the beauty of having children; for me, it's kinda like watching I Know What You Did Last Summer --- it has all sorts of nightmarish potential, even though there'll be funny moments and beautiful people, and I really can't see myself sitting through till the end of it.

Not yet, anyway.


At 4/07/2005 3:26 pm , Blogger cour marly said...

I'm with you on reason #531. I used to work with chronically and terminally ill children. It's hard enough on the kids, but it's hell just to see what the parents go through. I can't imagine being in their shoes.

At 4/08/2005 9:04 am , Blogger stellou said...

um, when you said "exactly the kind of person i'd want to work with," the first thought that lunged into my mind—

(i just want to report that my fingers, my hungry fingers, originally typed "that lunched into my mind")

—the first thought that lunged into my mind, and i really do mean "lunged," like, with WiLD and mANiC anticipation, was: najip ali???!!! you are lucky!!!

and then i was like, no, wait, that's me. and then i was like, wait, really?, is that me? and then i thought, oh, maybe, for me, dick lee.

but, oh!, now that i am writing this, i think maybe kumar!!!! wah, that would be cool, if you worked with kumar. or tiring. something lah!

also, number (b), when you said that you don't want to have a kid because "you never know what you might get and whatever it is, that's what you're stuck with," i wasn't thinking chronically and terminally ill so much as, shts, sekali kid is ugly and rude.

At 4/08/2005 10:50 am , Blogger SilverBullet said...

I know of people even younger than us in the US going for IVF and IUI. Quite scary really... But the older you get, the lower the success rate.

Baby's going to arrive anytime now... and we still haven't bought him a crib. That and I'm suddenly struck by panic. What do I know about babies? Absolutely nothing.

Oh and good on you for finally being able to leave the service.

At 4/09/2005 11:21 pm , Blogger Tym said...

cour marly/Stellou --- Actually, I would handle it better if the kid had something congenital or whatever that basically wasn't its fault. What I can't stomach (yet?) is what Stellou pointed out: like if the kid is ugly and rude. Okay, ugly can lah :) but rude? Like the monsters on whom disciplinary efforts seem to fail utterly? Or if the kid is insistently ignorant (as in, refuses to learn any better)? Even if it doesn't enjoy reading, I think I may have a problem already ...

Stellou --- I very humble one. No need to work for celebrities. Just nice bosses will do.

SilverBullet --- So close already! Email me pictures when baby's out. Don't worry about a crib. Swaddling clothes still work, I think ;)

At 4/11/2005 12:39 am , Blogger cour marly said...

Oh gawd. Yeah, that too. Totally.


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