Title: Free at last
Random link o' the day:
Eric Conveys an
Emotion. My favorite:
Working On
a Tech Support Line
I just have to say that it's been nice working with you all, but I must inform you (with the greatest of glee) that it's time for me to move on. Yes, I'm quitting. I will be starting at Lockheed Martin on the 13th of December. I put in my two weeks notice today. And oh yes, it felt GOOD. It was sweet. SWEET, I tell you. I'm in a better mood now than I have been at work in a long time. It's amazing how well the rumor mill works around here, too, let me tell you. No sooner had I mentioned my impending resignation to two of my cow-orkers than it spread like absolute wildfire. An hour later I was getting congratulated by cow-orkers I hadn't spoken to in a week. Good to know the corporate grapevine is hard at work. Judy said just now, "We probably knew you were quitting before you did." She has a point.
So it looks like I start just in time to get off for Christmas vacation. We're still trying to finagle plane tickets and coordinate what we're doing. Cynthia is visiting in between Las Vegas and school (yes, she's from Las Vegas -- no stupid questions about gambling, please), so we're trying to work around that, among other things. Shouldn't be a problem... I'm just hoping my new boss will be cool with me wanting time off that soon after starting. Speaking of such things, the beancounters at Ian's job decided that the IS department wasn't doing anything and they needed to cut one position. So who do they cut? The contractor with no seniority, of course. Sigh. That boy needs a break, and he's due for one by the law of averages if nothing else. Well, he has a good possibility at a couple of companies in Boulder. I'll be getting my vacation cashout in my last check from Sun, which should be coming in a couple of weeks from now, so hopefully that'll tide us over til January. Nobody is hiring at the end of the year, of course. Merry fucking Christmas. If any of the Novazen suits see this, here's a big FUCK YOU from me to you. Have a good holiday. :P
It's time for supper, and Cynthia is going to do her paper, so I must away.
Quote of the moment:
vanyel: macguyver made a ups from his own flatulence, a hershey bar and a can of spam
-- marcie.