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From Mom to PA?

We may have found the job for me. (My 3rd job that is, I'm still a mom and office manager.)  I interviewed with a neurosurgeon a month ago and really liked everyone.  Well, I got a call on Monday asking if my husband and I would like to join the surgeon and his wife for dinner.

So, I panicked when I found out that we were going to a reservations-only type place.  And then I really freaked out when I looked up their menu online and realized that they served things like rabbit, pate, and other such fancy unedible dishes.  ("Ummm....can I see your children's menu?")

I called my etiquette type friends for a crash course in how to pronounce french names, which silverware to use, and what to wear.  Turns out, he's just a really down-to-earth guy who didn't care.  His wife is super sweet and the conversation went really well.

And the great thing is that I would be assisting in surgery in the mornings and then doing clinic in the afternoons which would really break up the day.  Plus, I know it would be a job I really enjoyed which would make it tolerable being away from Paisley 2 days a week.  SOOOO, I have to call tomorrow to finalize things and go over salary/hours/etc.   But I survived a fancy-schmancy dinner without making a scene!!!

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  1. finchJanuary 28, 2011 at 9:36 AM

    Congrats on the new job! You're gonna be one busy mama!

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  2. Kev and EricaJanuary 28, 2011 at 3:53 PM

    Yay! Excited for you! I'm glad the dinner went well and it's nice that the job is only 2 days a week. Can't wait to hear more about it!

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  3. SarahJanuary 28, 2011 at 9:53 PM

    Wow! Congrats, that sounds perfect!! I gave you a blog award :) Check out my last post

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 10, 2011 at 4:56 PM

    congrats on the new job! How exciting! :) I hope it's something you really enjoy!

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