Friday, April 15, 2011

Hit the showers

So, having plumped up the pillows & smoothed the 500-thread-count designer sheets, hotels are now spiffing up the showering experience, according to the WSJ.

High on the list are multiple shower heads, including one shooting down from a crystal chandelier. (No, I am not making this up.)

Frankly, I’m not a fan of that straight-down-from-the-ceiling shower, because there are times when I don’t want my hair wet, but it does look cool when you see it in photos.

However, I’m confused about something. The chains are eliminating bathtubs—according to Wyndham’s head of “development planning & construction”, “Most people, when they’re going to work in the morning, don’t drop & lounge in a tub.”

In that case, what’s up with the hammock in the shower?

Also, while I’m on the topic of the shower hammock—I hope they have a lot of liability insurance because getting in & out of a hammock in a wet, tiled bathroom is an invitation to some massive injuries.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Recruiters 18

Lest you think recruiters have hauled their heads out of their lower gastro-intestinal systems recently, let me reassure you by recounting a recent exchange I had.

I received an unsolicited email from a recruiter named Raj in New Jersey touting a contract product manager for mobile apps…in Chicago. I’ll grant that if you’re in Jersey you may have a loose grasp of geography, but I’d really have thought that the whole different state thing between the job and my address might have sparked a thought. Moreover, I don't have experience with mobile apps, and I don't know how Raj got the idea that I did.

But it didn’t end there. When I replied that the California-Illinois commute is longer than I like, he wanted to know if I’d be interested in relocating; for a six-month contract. I said that any relocation would have to be paid by the client, which I thought would end the conversation, but I was obviously too subtle for him.

He replied wanting to know what hourly rate I’m looking for. Well, I flung out some high-end figures, because the whole thing was becoming risible. He finally contacted his client and was crushed to discover that they wouldn’t “take care of any relocation charges.” Like I thought they would.

But here’s the kicker: he still pushed, “I am not sure if you are interested in this position anymore. Let me know if this would workout for you.”

Uh, that would be a negatory, good buddy. Maybe you can find someone in Florida interested in it.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Recruiters 17

Wouldn’t you just know: last week I was contacted by a recruiter for Walmart, for a product manager opening.

He was so sure that I’d grab it that the only questions his email contained were what I want by way of compensation, and he attached a copy of their benefits to further entice me.

I really didn’t know what to tell him. I despise everything about Walmart. Their labor practices are abhorrent, they destroy small businesses and town centers, and their sourcing policies have driven their suppliers to leave the US to manufacture goods in Third World countries where child and slave labor are still vibrant and where there are no pesky requirements for sanitation or safety in the factory.

My first response was shaped around concerns that a career path in a company that’s systematically paid women less and given them fewer promotions than men would be necessarily limited. (The most recent employee lawsuit by tens of thousands of current and former WM female employees is currently before the US Supreme Court; WM is trying to decertify the suit as a class action and make individual women file individual cases.) I mean, I don’t like the idea of being valued at 2/3 of a man, a practice that—while embedded in the Constitution for the purposes of determining national political representation—was kind of rendered moot by the events of 1861-1865, and the 13th Amendment.

But if I didn’t already have insurmountable ethical objections to working for massa in de big house, that list of benefits would have been enough to chuck the job:

There’s a bewilderment of healthcare insurance options, from Healthcare Reimbursement Accounts (deductibles ranging from $750 to $2200 for the employee only), through High Deductible Plans (obviously with even higher deductibles), to the bog-standard HMO. The benefits guide doesn’t say what the premium costs to the employee are, but my guess is that, between the premiums and the deductibles, the majority of WM’s minimum-wage “associates” can’t afford it and; are effectively without insurance coverage.

They give a whopping six whole paid holidays, and it comes as no surprise that instead of vacation they have the dreaded PTO—paid time off. For the new employee this works out to 12 days per year for all time off: vacation, sick days, time off for medical appointments, job interviews, etc. Plus two floating holidays. Whoopee.

Oh—after 90 days of employment you get a WM discount card, entitling you to 10% discount on their ecommerce site. Ten percent off cheap crap; now there’s incentive.

Okay, I refrained from making any political statements in my reply—I told the recruiter that I don’t have any experience in retail and wished him luck in finding the right candidate.

But here’s the kicker for me: he replied, “For what it’s worth, my hiring manager reviewed a large number of candidates and liked only a couple. You were one of those : )”

I can’t get arrested in the high tech job market but a manager at Walmart picks me out of a boatload of CVs? Ugh—it’s like being back in junior high and only the creepy guys want to ask you to dance.

I mean—the really creepy ones.


Tuesday, April 12, 2011

One April day

One hundred fifty years ago today the political differences that had been brewing for decades led to a shooting war between one group of Americans and another. What’s commonly referred to as the Civil War began on 12 April 1861, when cannon manned by soldiers of the Confederate States of America fired on troops of the United States of America at Fort Sumter, located on an island in the harbor of Charleston, S.C.

Eleven states from below the Mason-Dixon Line seceded from the Union following the election of Abraham Lincoln as President in November 1860. He was the first Republican to achieve that high office. The party itself dated only from 1854.

The issues causing the war were complex and still argued today. Southerners mostly claim they left the Union in defense of “states rights”, declaring that the federal government was overreaching its Constitutional mandate and interfering too deeply in the lives of we-the-people. But the particular right that they were defending was the system of human chattel slavery that underpinned the agrarian economy of the South.

Conversely, Yankees like to aver that they spent their blood and treasure to eradicate slavery. This ignores all the economic complications, not to mention the fact that, while for many of them ending slavery was positive in theory, if they thought about the post-bondage world at all, they didn’t expect the ex-slaves to move into their communities or compete with them for jobs.

Well, whatever. The fire eaters of South Carolina were the first to secede and it seemed appropriate that they be the first to fire on federal troops. This initial engagement (General Pierre Gustave Toussaint Beauregard, gotta love that name, for the CSA, Major Robert Anderson commanding on the island) didn’t last long. On the 10th Beauregard demanded the fort’s surrender; Anderson refused. On the 12th Confederate batteries opened up and Anderson surrendered at 0230 the next day.

Thus began four years of unremitting misery, bloodshed and destruction; decades of post-war reconstruction and bitterness; and a legacy of intractability and unsettled scores that marks our lives even today.

Leaving aside the tone of politics in Washington, D.C. today, which are so divisive I’m sure that the only reason we haven’t seen some congressmoron haul out a sidearm and; blast an opponent is because there are metal detectors at all the entrances to the Capitol, I was convinced of this inheritance when I once dated a guy from Georgia. He was educated and taught junior high history. Yet when I happened to mention Sherman’s March to the Sea, he erupted as though it had taken place last week. He couldn’t help it; it was hardwired into his genetic code.

(On the subject of Capitol crimes, as far as I know no firearm has been discharged in the hallowed halls of Congress, but in 1856 a Congressman from South Carolina, Preston Brooks, attacked Massachusetts Senator Charles Sumner on the Senate floor, beating him severely with a thick walking stick. Brooks had intended to call Sumner out to a duel, but was persuaded that Sumner wasn’t a gentleman and therefore not eligible to participate in an affair of honor, but should be thrashed as an inferior. Given the lack of civility displayed by current occupants of the Capitol, I guess it’s a good thing they know nothing of history, or we’d see a lot more canes appearing at debates.)

Also, my thesis advisor in grad school (on the Peninsula Campaign of 1862, BTW) used to refer to the period of 1861-1865 as The Woah of Nawthe’n Aggression. I’m pretty sure he taught an undergrad survey course on the War twice a year in hopes that it would end differently some semester.

But it didn’t, and for the next four years it’ll be a good thing to revisit the events that shaped our society so irrevocably.



Monday, April 11, 2011

Going to the birds

Here’s something to make you feel better: video of a man who rescued a baby hummingbird.

I’m kind of interested in what appears to be hummingbird chow that he’s feeding the chick from an eyedropper. I mean, it doesn’t look like sugar syrup, looks like it may have some nutritional gunk to build those flapping muscles.

Anyway—a nice change from Congress acting like petulant four-year-olds, nuclear waste seeping out of the reactor in Fukushima & the Middle East exploding in our faces (& with WMDs we sold to all parties).