Shemeska
Adventurer
So a year seperated from grad school, I just finished up a year of contract work as a scientist with a pretty large biotech company here in NC, but as the group I was working with didn't have hiring authority for anyone fulltime, and the company only allowed folks to be contractors for a year at a time, I've been looking for a job as of mid-May.
Well I just finished up my first week with my new job as an associate scientist with another (though much smaller) biotech/cell biology company in the area. Doing lots of work with hepatocytes (mostly human, mouse, and rat, but occasionally some wierd species if a client wants them, like tonight I'll be working on a monkey liver). One week from interview to hire and I'm pretty happy with the situation, and -very- happy at not having to spend more than ten days without a job, and since it's full-time rather than contract work I've got full benefits which to me as a diabetic, health insurance makes me very happy. *glee*
And I'll have -exactly- enough PTO accrued to cover GenCon come August. *glee once again*
Unfortunately it's a 50 minute drive to work, and we're out in the middle of the boonies till we move into facilities in RTP later on in the year. But in the meantime it makes for some wierdness since we're in the back end of an old industrial building and there's what I can best describe as a hippy foodstore co-op in the front of the building selling organic anything, homeopathy quack meds, and all sorts of expensive fru-fru junk. Suffice to say it's an odd juxtoposition, and we've got some wierd guy who hangs out there trying to stare into our windows at off hours and asking our staff questions about what we do, etc. Very uncomfortable and hopefully he's just a run of the mill wierdo and not some ALF/ELF freak.
Very small company, about thirty folks, but it's amazingly relaxed (when the CEO walks over and introduces themselves and is more causually dressed than you, that's very cool) and most of the scientists around in their 20's and we all listen to the same styles of music in the lab.
Wish me luck.
Well I just finished up my first week with my new job as an associate scientist with another (though much smaller) biotech/cell biology company in the area. Doing lots of work with hepatocytes (mostly human, mouse, and rat, but occasionally some wierd species if a client wants them, like tonight I'll be working on a monkey liver). One week from interview to hire and I'm pretty happy with the situation, and -very- happy at not having to spend more than ten days without a job, and since it's full-time rather than contract work I've got full benefits which to me as a diabetic, health insurance makes me very happy. *glee*
And I'll have -exactly- enough PTO accrued to cover GenCon come August. *glee once again*
Unfortunately it's a 50 minute drive to work, and we're out in the middle of the boonies till we move into facilities in RTP later on in the year. But in the meantime it makes for some wierdness since we're in the back end of an old industrial building and there's what I can best describe as a hippy foodstore co-op in the front of the building selling organic anything, homeopathy quack meds, and all sorts of expensive fru-fru junk. Suffice to say it's an odd juxtoposition, and we've got some wierd guy who hangs out there trying to stare into our windows at off hours and asking our staff questions about what we do, etc. Very uncomfortable and hopefully he's just a run of the mill wierdo and not some ALF/ELF freak.
Very small company, about thirty folks, but it's amazingly relaxed (when the CEO walks over and introduces themselves and is more causually dressed than you, that's very cool) and most of the scientists around in their 20's and we all listen to the same styles of music in the lab.
Wish me luck.
