I wrote about a job interview I had a few weeks ago with a tech company in San Diego. Well…after weeks of going back and forth with the Human Resources department, faxing forms, signing waivers and undergoing a background check, it seems that I got the job.
That’s right. I got the call Thursday evening! ”Welcome aboard, Mr. HermanTurnip. We look forward to working with you.” Aw, yeah!
My new position is a perfect fit for me, and I can’t wait to get started. I’ll be working with a great bunch of people in a QA environment with a bit (just a bit) less stress then my current position. Sure…I’ll be the noob at work once again, but at least I’ll be a SQL noob 
Now, to give my notice at my current place of employment. This sure is going to be an interesting / awkward Friday. I can picture it now: ”Hey, boss. I’ve been offered a position at another company and I’ve decided to take it. It’s a nice bump in pay and I think I’ll fit in quite nicely. So…I’m giving you my two-weeks notice. If you need me I’ll be in my cube surfing the ‘net.”
Heh…
I wanted to write about a recent job interview I had, and how the technical portion of the interview went extremely well, but the ‘getting to know you as a person’ fell apart because I don’t think I answered the “How would you deal with a crying customer on the phone” quite to their satisfaction.
How do you answer something like that without laughing while your interviewers remain dead serious with scorn in their eyes as you giggle in disbelief at their well-rehearsed question?
Damn it, Jim…I’m a systems administrator, not a psychologist!
Meh, whatever.
Oh, and I hope everyone has a happy Easter! Feel free to send me your unwanted Peeps and Cadbury Creme Eggs 
See you again on Monday!
This snake was spotted in the hallway at work yesterday. Now, I know that I work with some snakes, but I wasn’t aware that actual snakes inhabited the offices.
Facilities eventually stopped by and removed the snake. Minutes later a form letter arrived in our inboxes warning us of the dangers of snakes, urging us to keep an eye open for them when traveling between buildings. There was no mention of having to keep an eye open for them while traveling inside the offices. I guess they were concerned about spreading mass panic.
I’m now having nightmares of snakes lying in wait under my desk, anxious to ambush my leg the moment I sit down.
Our new manager reported in for work on Monday. Look out….
I was taking to a friend at work today when I mentioned the words “daylight savings time”. He, acting all smug, corrected me saying, “It’s pronounced daylight saving time.” Stunned by the sudden admonishment, I pulled up Webster and pointed out the following:
Main Entry: daylight saving time
Function: noun
Date: 1919
: time usually one hour ahead of standard time —called also daylight saving, daylight savings, daylight savings time, daylight time
Oh….in your face, hipster tier 3 guy! It’ll always be “savings” to me.
Speaking of DST, I move that we change the time that we move the clocks ahead one hour to 4pm on Friday. Sure, it’ll suck when we have to move the clocks back an hour, but that just means one extra hour of overtime. In my eyes, that’s a win/win.
