|03:46 pm - I Want YOU to Buy More Ribbons|
On Saturday, I moved into my own apartment. That, in and of itself, is enough upheaval and excitement for one week.
Today, I have, finally, been made an offer to be a full-time employee as Medical Writer, Drug Safety. I've been assured this would happen for the past two months, but it's nice to see it in writing. This company has never had its own in-house medical writer. My work is revolutionary! As an employee, I would make a little bit more than I've been making as an intern, and I would get all kinds of crazy benefits like the mystifying stock options and the surreptitious free counseling. Unfortunately, however, because I would be transferring departments, I would have to move to the other side of the building, away from all my favorite co-workers. It makes me very sad. You have no idea. Yes, it's a thirty-second walk at most, but that's not the point. This is a pretty sweet location, dammit. I guess it's just as well I never got around to decorating this place.
I have until the end of the week to accept the offer. It's a tough decision, though. I mean, do I really want health insurance and vacation days?
Current Mood: satisfied
Current Music: The Offspring - Why Don't You Get a Job? [in my head]