LuvLaneyLuv Weekly Vlog 08
Started the week off with a bang. Made a tonne of content for different platforms and felt like a domestic goddess. I am the first to admit: I am domestically challenged. I don’t enjoy labour, even though I keep my space (and self) tidy. I felt so on trend with theme of self-sufficiency ancient timey sh*t of making bread. Am I cool yet?
Breaking Bread
I’ve never been a big bread consumer. Sandwich for lunch? Pass. Schwartz’s deli a few blocks away? Not interested. I enjoy the inside of the sandwich, not the mushy mess surrounding it. The only acceptable portable food is a burrito. Enough of the bread hate. The need for more fibre in my diet is apparent, but the store bought bread can’t be trusted. The fillers, additives, and preservatives that help maintain its shelf life wreak havoc on my internals. So I found a spelt sourdough recipe online that didn’t need 24h to proof and thought I’d give it a go. Did it work? Kinda sorta. It was more focaccia thick than fluffy sourdough. I still ate it anyway.
Shark Week
Shark week is upon us and it absolutely added to the grumpy mood I was in. Dealing with pain and rejection in the same day was a bit much. I received an answer about my last (final?) tech interview. What’s becoming more apparent to me as I’m deep in this hiring cycle, is that companies expect their ‘leaders’ to look a certain way. There was a particular person in this role before. He was a whyte male, plus sized, and cuddly. He was beloved by everyone, so the company is looking for his exact replacement.
I don’t look like that man and I never will.
The interviewer made the mistake of saying that the company had already hired a woman for another leadership role, which meant that the quota was filled (yes, I am paraphrasing). My biggest issue was that I wasn’t allowed to present my work nor discuss my experience, because the interviewer stopped me from presenting myself. But then said that I didn’t have the experience they were looking for.
How would you know what I was capable of, if you didn’t let me present my work? F*ck outta here with that messy gaslighting. It must be noted that I was headhunted for this role, not an applicant. Someone in the company thought I would be a good fit, but the interviewer, who was keen on showing me his doll collection, clearly didn’t.
Nobody puts baby in the corner.
Bullying Post Interview
The company didn’t want to let it go. They sent me a barrage of emails back-and-forth regarding this process, because they effed up and they don’t want me telling people they effed up. Weaponizing their incompetence to make me take the fall for a bad interview, instead of taking it on the chin and being held accountable. I prepared for the interview as they told me to, then they moved the goal post and said I had nothing they were interested in. Move on bully!
I will not spend another moment on this issue. If one person can shake-up your org to the point you have to question your entire process, that’s a you problem. I will not remember the name of this company in 2 months, but I will live rent-free in their heads for a long time.
Sh*ts kinda hitting the fan this week, huh? It’s okay to feel anger and grumpy sometimes. Stay safe.
VLOG CHAPTERS
0:04 Monday
0:08 Making spelt bread (1st time)
1:13 Filming Laney Luvs Books for Feb
1:55 Spelt bread results
2:26 Plan for the day
3:21 Tech interview update
4:07 Earrings off (Tech edition) — Sometimes ya girl’s gotta square up
7:57 Harsh reality
9:52 Late night store run
11:23 Tuesday
11:36 Wednesday
11:53 What’s making me feel hella grumpy?
12:05 Interview feedback update
13:49 Working montage
14:20 Feast
16:00 Free Tiktok concert
16:46 Thursday
16:55 Committee meeting
17:37 Wrap up
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See you next week Luvlies!
xoxo Luv Laney Luv
