Thank you, Father!
Its crazy. Three weeks of looking that amounted to wowing each lead welder I tested for, but failing to budge any of the hiring managers whatsoever, and I send out one resume in a flurry of three in response to a wife who is becoming over stressed but who was more frustrated at my own wavering, and, less than three hours later I have an interview. It is crazy. Its a good company. Every single person I dealt with today knows a heck of a lot more about welding than I do, including the General Manager, which, to me, is entirely as it should be.
The interview folded right into a full pen, 2G test on 1/2″ stainless (308), inspected every step of the way and soon off to be x-rayed, but they hired me. It was pretty much like a done deal even before I walked through the door. My weld seemed to come out like they expected, and I was straight up, and so were they and they wanted me. Plain and simple. Where every single other shop was divided, this one was unified, and oddly enough it was the single, best shop I tested for.

6G in three months. Do that and get a raise, and, they think it will be no issue for me, and they will help me get there, they even have a job starting Monday that will help fold me into the shop. Dang.

I finish my interview (The General manager also wanted to speak with me, a woman! Nice. I like to see women in this industry. I liked it in timber framing, and there were never enough. I not only have no problem with working with women, I think it often helps really temper a work place, and provide different insights. What is life without women?) So, I finish up my interview, and my test, talk with the Supervisor, and we are both straight forward with one another, and I really like that. Calm place, but so much skill. wow. I call up my recruiter and head over to his office. While I am there one of the associates comes over and shakes my hand and congratulates me. I tell him that the desire seems to be there but nothing is set yet. He gives me an odd look and departs. Meanwhile my recruiter is making a funny sound and says,
“well, um, I guess I didn’t tell you, they are just trying to come up with a dollar figure.” lol!
They were on the phone while I was driving over.

Shortly after I get home (I had to drop the car back off to the mechanics so they could finish putting it together. It had been in the shop but wasn’t finished in time for the interview so they hurried up and made it drivable). Well, my phone died on the way home (I NEED my Gps, and thankfully it died just as it was telling me that some miles ahead I needed to watch for an exit on the right. The rest of it I had to do myself and I did it! Didn’t get lost! lol )

By the time I got home and charged up my phone they had come up with a figure, which I accepted, then we hammered out a starting time and date. Monday! Its going to be a nice church service on Monday. Everyone was praying for us. Its nice to be able to deliver good news.
Thank you, Lord!
God bless, all
Tim