Welcome to Wal-mart...
Jul. 12th, 2005 07:50 amMy home telephone - land line - which I rarely use, has an answering machine hooked up to it. I never bothered to set the date and time and usually forget to even look at it. This morning I noticed it was blinking... hmmmm
There was a message from a recruiter at Wal-mart. He had found my resume on line and and wanted to talk to me about a job of senior internal communications manager. I have no idea when he called but I called him back this morning.
Nice guy.
If I were to give up contracting for any regular career like job, it would be internal communications - crafting the messages that make employees feel valued and informed and part of the process is something that I love doing and would love doing again. Being the senior manager in charge of a group of people who have this as their charter would be wonderful! Seriously.
Of course, the fly in the oinment - or in this case, the faclon in the oil spill - is not Wal-mart. I love Wal-mart. It is, of course, Arkansas. No Fucking Way doesn't even start to cover it.
The guy was very nice about it. And he asked if he could email me some details and some links and if I thought about it and changed my mind about Arkansas, he would love to have me come and visit and see for myself what a nice place it is.
Bless his heart. Really. NFW.