Working Long Hours![]() Due
to my long work hours and long drive home every night, I simply haven't had time
to update my blog recently, but I received a strange comment that spurred me to
make a quick post prior to starting my work day. This post can be found here, but for convenience sake here's what an
anonymous contributor left me:
"Good luck with working with all those lazy bastards. Do you really think 9 - 6 will be your hours? Think again!. Try 5AM - 4:59AM the next morning. Good luck with change controls. Good luck working with Chad too. You will be the only NT admin working and everyone else will be checking up on the lates news or playing games on-line. Beleive me, it will never change. My advice, do your time, get certified or a bachelors or masters degree and get the heck outa there. There is a bright future outside of [work name removed]. If your hours will be 9 - 6, make sure it is in writting and leave at 6pm. Never Again Volunteer Yourself." "How odd," I thought as I read through this comment. It seems as if a disgruntled ex-employee was concerned enough about me to want to share his not-so private opinion of my current place of employment. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate that you thought highly enough of me to want to share your deep-set frustrations, but I'm quite happy at the moment where I am. I consider myself lucky to have landed an NT Admin position working with a bunch of guys who are taking the time to teach me the ropes and work as much "green" off of me as possible. Having never been an Admin before I can assure you it's a world of knowledge that my hard working co-workers are pounding into me. Maybe someday I'll move on, but for now the hours aren't too bad, the pay is good, and the overtime money is incredible. The only hurdle I have is the long drive home, but my house is currently on the market and as soon as it sells I'll be buying a place in San Diego, thus negating my long daily drive. Anyway, thanks again for sharing your thoughts with me. Please don't take this post the wrong way. I simply have to humbly disagree with your statement. UPDATE: Being the kind of guy that simply can't let things go, I thought I'd do a bit more research into this comment. Taking a look at my stats on sitemeter.com, I found the following info on the source of this post: UPDATE 10.11.06: Turns out that the source of this comment wasn't who we thought it was. In the spirit of fair play I've removed the remainder of this post. Posted: Thu - October 5, 2006 at 09:06 AM | |
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I had a dream last night about a dog that was made out of grass. It looked like a cross between a Bull Terrier and Labrador, and it seemed very happy. It had deep expressive eye sockets, but no eyes. It was circling me, wagging its grassy doggy tail and staring up at me with its dark grassy eyeless sockets. Green drool was dripping off its grassy tongue and onto my shoes. Slowly, it began to change color. Splotches of tan spread across its body. The grassy tail stopped wagging. It turned, and the dog made of grass walked through the gate and into my backyard, where it laid down and died. Its green body had turned to the color of wheat. Apparently unable to hold the shape of a dog any longer, it now resembled a small pile of dead grass that was slowly being blown away by the wind.
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