The very first day I was supposed to report for work, I got hit by a truck. There wasn’t very much damage; the guy just didn’t expect me to actually stop at the stop sign. I didn’t want to be late, so I just told the guy I wasn’t worried about it if he wasn’t, and we drove off.
Most of what I did the first week was just read a lot of books. TCP/IP protocols and ATM over ethernet protocols. I sat in on my first meeting with the Director, and we talked about the new firmware version that is rolling out around Thanksgiving. The marketing section at this company is much like in a Dilbert strip, it seems. I liked that they didn’t sit around talking about what they couldn’t do, though, and focused on what could be done.
All this week I have been working with P, helping to design one of the smaller test beds. I have been learning to read schematics of large scale network infrastructures. Then we designed the changes that must take place for the new firmware to be tested.
I came up with my first brilliant idea: how to incorporate two disparate types of cards so that they can share a stream instead of routing them separately.
I got my first paycheck yesterday. $500 net for one week.
Brenna has had a pretty shitty attitude the last week or so. I am not sure what her problem was. This weekend she is all lovey dovey, but I came home Thursday to find she had shit in my sink. The litter box is cleaned regularly, so I am not sure what that was about.
Maybe Angelina was using it and Brenna just couldn’t wait? She was about to piss on the carpet one time, also, for no apparent reason other than she felt it was a good place to pee. I am glad she is in a better mood so I can reinforce her good behavior instead of scolding her for stuff I want to change.
The first week I was so tired at work, trying to get used to the fact I was back in the corporate world. I had some insomnia, and that didn’t help. I would come home and pretty much pass out. Last week was better. I would come home, swim for an hour, then cook dinner and clean, then watch the Colbert and Ferguson from the night before. I go to bed at 11 and get up at 5:30.
I think I have been celibate quite long enough. Now that I am around women in their twenties and early thirties it is more appropriate for me to get back into the mix, I think. I have nothing against the ladies with whom I went to school, they were just too young for me.
The car is holding out, so I will put my paychecks in savings for a month or so before I buy another car. I still have to pay off the (awesome) washer and dryer I gaver myself for a housewarming present, too.
I will buy some more polo shirts and some slacks, though. The first week I was overdressed. I don’t mind it so much, but I don’t want to appear haughty.
I get along with everyone with whom I work, but the relationships will likely not progress into anything more than colleagues. They were all talking about BBQ this weekend to celebrate the opening of college football (they are all fanatical) but no one asked if I was interested. The other co-ops get together to do stuff, but they are all many years younger than me.
This weekend I am creating icons in Visio for all of the equipment they use and I will embed information like part numbers, etc, so that it will streamline the design process. Some of them still use graph paper. Maybe I am not that old…
I thought McCain’s choice for VP was pretty transparent, but I don’t have so much faith in America that I don’t believe it might work.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
Let me explain. No, wait. That would take too long. Let me sum up. –Inigo Montoya, Princess Bride
I was caught In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) I looked ’round, And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder) My mind raced And I thought what could I do? (Thunder) And I knew There was no help, no help from you (Thunder) Sound of the drums Beatin’ in my heart The thunder of guns! Tore me apart