Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Ned sells out
Well, I took the job. I'd had since Monday to think about it, but I still wasn't sure when I walked in the door to work this morning. Part of the problem was that Maude was so busy at work Monday (she didn't get home until after midnight, by which time I was already asleep) that I wasn't able to tell her until yesterday. (I'll have to do a post this week on being a law widower.)
We talked briefly about it over dinner, but we were at a table in the middle of the restaurant, and few important life decisions can be made in such a situation. We talked about the possibility of me going back to school, but this was hampered by me not knowing what I want to study. Maude said she would be willing to move in a few years if there was a specific program I could only get elsewhere (there's only two big universities around here, and one is way too good for me to get into).
All in all, it's a decent source of money while I try to figure out what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. The work isn't always the most fun, but I do seem to get along with my co-workers. And, it's not permanent. I won't have the freedom from responsibility that a temp has, but it's not like I'm chained to this job forever.
I'll have to be more careful what I say about work from now on. I don't want to get Dooced. If I go out, I want to go out like George Costanza. Being a temp is great in a way because you've already been fired. The only thing you're negotiating is the day you leave.
Now, I have a little more at stake. Like two whole weeks vacation.