Just send the goddamned fax already, Phnee

[mousme]

Okay, yeah, so I'm procrastinating. Procrastinating a lot, in fact, on sending out this fax to register for the dispatcher course.

Partly it's because I'm not sure I have the money. But that's not really what's stopping me.

Mostly it's sheer, unadulterated terror. I have a job. An unstable, boring, repetitive, and unrewarding job, but a job. One I know I can do. I have no such certainties about dispatching. Part of me is convinced this is too good to be true. How could I possibly ever learn to do emergency dispatch during two courses that last two weekends each? It seems unrealistic.

The rational bit of my brain is pointing out that, even if four weekends isn't enough, it'll still be a start. The irrational bit of my brain is running around in circles, alternately flapping its arms and wringing its hands.

If I put this off long enough, there won't be any room left to register. I have to pull out my credentials (these people insist that I prove I finished high school, imagine that!) and fax those along with my registration form. Ironically enough, I don't have my high school diploma anymore. No idea where it went. I do have my diploma from McGill, though, so that should do just as well, hopefully. I mean, if I went to university, it follows that I finished high school, right?

I think my McGill diploma is in a box at my parents' place. So that means going there and trying to dig it out of wherever it's stored. Meep.


There is no really good reason for me not to do any of this. Finding the diploma wouldn't take that long. Sending the fax would take even less time. Gah.

Of course, that would make it real.


...


Am I allowed to go hide in a corner until this all goes away?


...


I thought not.

Comments

[forthright.livejournal.com]

McGill will send you as many copies of your university transcript as you wish, for free.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Yep. I have a couple of copies. I have my diploma, too. It's the high school diploma I don't have. The irony is delicious: I can prove I went to university, but not to high school. :D

Thanks. :)

[forthright.livejournal.com]

Often transcripts have, right at the start, a notation saying which high school you graduated from. But in any case, I agree with your reasoning that your university degree should convince these people that you have, in fact, finished high school. :)

No Wibble zone.

[ashforestwalker.livejournal.com]

You,..Go and register...Now!

You can do this.
HRH.

Re: No Wibble zone.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

I have to get my diploma first, but yes, there will be registering. :)

GO GO GO!

[fearsclave.livejournal.com]

*metaphorically heaves Phnee bodily out the metaphorical airplane door and releases her drogue chute*

Re: GO GO GO!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Aieeeeeeeeeeeeee!

*plummets*

*flails*

*swears*

Re: GO GO GO!

[whiskeygirl8.livejournal.com]

THAT'S what you need! For a while after the parachuting, I would say, "I jumped out of an airplane. I can do anything." It certainly does give you a sense of, "Anything is easy after that." Especially since I almost didn't make it out of the plane.

Re: GO GO GO!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

I keep thinking that myself. If I have any money at all this summer, I may try and convince fearsclave to go skydiving again this summer.

That way I can say with conviction: "I jumped out of an airplane. What's stopping me from this?"

This year is all about pushing my boundaries. I'm writing a play, I'm going to sing in public (yikes!), and we'll see what happens after that. :D

Re: GO GO GO!

[whiskeygirl8.livejournal.com]

I don't think you'll have to do much convincing. He liked that a LOT.

Pushing boundaries is good. I think that's what I did last year. Is there going to be a recording of you singing in public? I wanna hear.

Re: GO GO GO!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Someone might have a camera. There was last time (I didn't sing, though, I just played), so it's a fairly safe bet.

Re: GO GO GO!

[fearsclave.livejournal.com]

Precisely.

*adds taking Phnee skydiving to this summer's Master Shenanigans Plan*

Re: GO GO GO!

[whiskeygirl8.livejournal.com]

You have "Take Phnee to Tulsa" on it already, right? Because, we HAVE to get her here. It just wouldn't be right without her.

You know, if she can get the time off and is short money, we could probably figure a way to help that out. Cuz, I DESPERATELY want her to come, too. I mean, we have to go country dancin' together! (And, tell her I would SO two-step with her.) (Obviously, I could tell her that myself, but you can do it in person, which works better.)

Re: GO GO GO!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Well, it's definitely on my list. I will see about getting the time off, and how much money I can scrape up by that time. :)

Re: GO GO GO!

[fearsclave.livejournal.com]

Pushing boundaries?

*volunteers to help*

Volunteering

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Your services are duly accepted, and gladly so.

Suggestions are welcome. :D

Re: Volunteering

[elanya.livejournal.com]

I suggest tallship sailing. It is awesome. *awesome* Did I mention awesome?

P.S. Awesome.

[whiskeygirl8.livejournal.com]

heh. I do the same thing. I think, "I really need to use my degree." But, I never do anything.

I hate major change. I hate moving, I hate changing jobs. Those are the big ones. New things like that scare me (which is funny when you think about how many new, big things I did in the last year.) The thought of change will stop me in my tracks and stagnate me.

Never mind that I've been successful at most of the new things I've tried. Never mind that I regret terribly never trying the police officer thing--out of fear--so now I will never know if I would have been successful at that. It still does it to me.

I can't really even say how I've got past my fear and actually tried the new things. I just do it. And, I'm always happy I did. But, before I did, oh, the fear and immovability!

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Is it really too late for you to join the police force? Is there an age limit on who they'll accept?

If you still want to do it, that is.

And yes, yikes with the fear and the paralysis. I will get over myself soon and do this. I owe it to myself. :)

[whiskeygirl8.livejournal.com]

No, it's not too late. Not as far as they're concerned. It is as far as I'm concerned, though. I don't want it badly enough to go through all the crap. I don't feel bad about it as in, "I wish I was a police officer" just "I wish I knew if I could have done it." Does that make sense? I like being a dispatcher well enough to satisfy my law enforcement cravings. It really is an interesting job. I get a lot of the fun of what the officers do (the adrenaline during a pursuit and all that) without any of the risks. Plus, I get to be inside when it's cold and really hot.

I think you would be good at it. Of course, two weekends isn't enough for you to be totally proficient, but wherever you end up working will train you and probably won't let you on your own until they believe you are proficient. I would be satisfied knowing you were on the other end of the line when I dialed whatever the equivalent to 9-1-1 is in Canada. :)

[mousme.livejournal.com]

For the record, it's 9-1-1 here too. :)

And thank you. It's nice to hear encouragement from someone who actually knows what it's like on the other side of the headset.

[luvenditti.livejournal.com]

I will not tell you again. Fax it. Go immediately. Fax the registration now and the proof later if you have to.

[foi-nefaste.livejournal.com]

No, you're not allowed to hide until it all goes away. Trust me, I know how tempting that can be (see: earlier conversation about coping mechanisms and sleep). But.... just... No. Really not.

Now. Get going. Go register. You DON'T want to spend the next 10 years dealing with that manager, do you? And once you've registered, I'll be back from my mom's (sadly, I'm leaving in the morning) and I'll take you out for bubble tea, like we've been talking about for the past few weeks, in celebration. :P

[caitlin.livejournal.com]

Okay, so it's not stable, but it's a job, eh?

And the dispatcher course is only for 2 weekends.

So what's stopping you other than the abject terror of the whole thing? *wry*

I will admit to being scared out of my wits when I quit in 2002 to go back to school full time on nothing but student loans. But I did it, and feel better for it, even though I'm not in engineering right now.

There *IS* a job out there for me, though. All I have to do is find it.

As for you... Go. now.

*HUGS*

C.