Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Y3 D84

Take off your pants.
Why?
Because I've never fucked a millionaire before...


Back once again with another block rockin' beat bitches. Yesterday was just so intense. Woke up with TGF in my bed all cute and snuggled in the blankets. I let her sleep. I trust her enough that I don't worry about leaving her in the house all alone. She's not psycho cunt. I am not worried she is going to strip me blind, well maybe me, but not the house...


Got on the train and headed into work with a bit of a chip on my shoulder. Not for any real reason other than I knew I was in for a long day of dealing with the product. I want to be very clear here about something. I like this company. I like the people I am working with here. I love the fucking commute. I love being in the heart of the city. That said, I hate the product. The deeper I have gotten into it over the last three months the more I have learned how much singing and dancing goes on. It's really pushed me to the edge. I can't stand behind something if I don't believe in it. I spent five hours yesterday writing a damn count function inside the application because there's no direct support in scripts for COUNT. I mean seriously people.


That shows you the state of mind I was in most of the day. I even had to spend 2 hours doing a one on one with a client and felt like such an idiot over some of the product issues. He was asking questions and I simply had no good answers for him.


At 4 I said the hell with it and walked out the door. I was scheduled to meet with my old boss at six and was planning on a 5:20 train, but I was just so mentally drained I said screw it. I headed to the bar where we scheduled to meet and let him know I was early.

He showed up about 45 minutes (aka 2.5 drinks) later. We then had one of the best talks. I am going back to my old company. BUT not just as a regular employee. Equity fucking stake in the company. Yep. I finally did it. After knowing them for seven years and working with them for 5 total, I finally get a slice of the company. Also he is matching my salary. Win win across the board. I have certain obligations I have to meet in terms of utilization, revenue generation for the company, etc. but it will be more than worth it. I will actually reap the benefits of what I put into an organization.

I haven't resigned just yet. Need to work out some details on timing and things, but it will probably be Monday and I will go back to my old place on 9/5. This will also let me get a full paycheck before I go. Very important.

Is it the right choice? For me, yes. I never wanted to leave, I just needed the money. If they had simply met my salary needs before, I wouldn't be doing this. But they didn't and it took me leaving for 3 months for them to realize how much they needed me. Plus I was able to negotiate a part of the company. Bam. Oh and if I am on the road more than 20 weeks, I get a flat $1000 a week for each week I am on the road. Meaning if I spend 25 weeks on the road, I will get $5000 extra on top of everything else.

We celebrated my return with an 05 Chateau Trimoulet and a plate of foie gras. He even picked up the $150 bar bill. Got home and partied even harder with my friends. The kid was in stress mode because she started school today. I had my friends give her something to mellow her out a bit. Nothing like a nice blue dream. Oh and wait there's more...

Before going home and after dinner, I went to Best Buy because my buddy showed up ready to buy me a tablet for the work I did for his company. I now own an Asus eee Transformer tablet. You should have seen the poor guy at Best Buy when drunky mcdrunky here walked in. I want dat one... Loving it so far. Need to get it configured and setup though as I was a little too all over last night to do it.

TGF came over and helped me celebrate. Once again we went to bed and actually slept. Was very nice.

And there you go. My life is ... it just is...

Side note -- is it odd when your girlfriend and daughter start college at the same time? Yep that's me bitches.

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