The Chris and Theresa Givans' Job Hunt

I almost forgot to post (sorry, Grandma!) because after I got Grandpa's email reminder I was going to wait until I'd heard back from my best job prospect, but that's taking longer than I'd hoped. It's a Site Supervisor position at a retired Minuteman Missile Launch Control Facility in North Dakota. Basically, it's where two airmen would go underground for 24 hours at a time in case they had to unleash armageddon and the associated living facilities topside. It controlled 15 missiles and there were 10 launch control facilities in each wing. At the height of the Cold War we had over 600 missiles controlled from these sorts of places, some of them fitted with multiple bombs. Fittingly, today is the anniversary of the first nuclear weapon ever used in war, something I think we have to avoid romanticizing or praising and, accordingly, I'd try to bring some of the ethical depth to the facility besides just the science questions.

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Below Ground

It'd be a good job for us—it's located near a small town (which I like), it pays well, it's basically closed from Nov-May (which would let Theresa fulfill her travel dreams and me avoid most people), and has a small enough job pool that they seem willing to give me a chance. I conducted a phone interview and am waiting to hear back on an in-person interview, although I can't tell how the phone interview went...they gave no indications during the process that I could pick up on. For more information on the place, search Google for Oscar Zero.

That's just one of 14 applications I've sent out, plus the ones Theresa has. Our next best hopes are in Davenport, IA though that one is dwindling by the day, and a job in Cleveland that would let us stick to our original plan for moving.

More applications are in the works, but in the meantime we just keep working at the library (me) and Cos (Theresa) and kind of hating both.