"Frenchies in space... not scary"
[Listening to: Sevendust, "Hero"]
But like I said before, this place is kinda different.They told me that I was hired because of my previous experience, my enthusiasm during the interviews, and the prospect of the improvements I could bring to the team. But the simple face is that I was recruited for something completely different.
Music.I first heard about this job from a dear friend of mine. He's a poet/musician who lives a secret double life as a database administrator during the day. While we were talking a while back about projects we wanted to work on together during the next year, he mentioned that the "company band" was in desperate need of a guitar player. He even referenced my prowess in the referral letter he sent to my future bosses before they hired me.
Which is kinda weird when you think about it.Or maybe it isn't -- I don't know. It's like this place is so different than everything I've ever been a part of before that I'm continually surprised by how sort of weirded out I get by these things. Who knows, maybe I'll get to a point where everything will become more comfortable (after all, it's still only my second week), but it's kinda strange how with so many radical changes all around me, it's almost like I'm resisting them a bit just because they're unfamiliar.
Either that, or I'm just not used to
getting jam requests through Outlook.
I started my new job Monday.It really sucks too, because this new gig seems really exciting. Basically I’m going to be doing corporate training for a software development company here in town. The place itself sorta feels like a dot com – there’s a foosball table, the walls are all painted different primary colors, and the cubicles are all modular and futuristic. Everyone seems to have an endless supply of clothing with the company logo on it, there are countless emails about team building get-togethers, and everywhere I turn it seems I find someone smiling, shaking my hand, and generally encouraging me to drink the company kool-aid...And I’m already in trouble.
...Which is probably why I'm having such a hard time trusting it.I don't know, maybe I've seen too many bad movies with astronauts landing on planets populated with nothing but half-naked supermodels who turn out to be cannibals, or a world loaded with endless supplies of free beer but no bottle openers -- but as strange as it sounds, as much as I should have instantly loved this place, I was still sorta wary of it. Unsure of just how casual things actually were despite their appearance.
And I startI honestly didn't even know it was happening. One minute I was doing my best to follow the powerpoint, and the next thing I knew I was doing that sort of sudden nodding thing that happens when you've been driving for 7 hours and you suddenly wake up and find yourself in the next lane.
But of course everyone did.The crappy thing for me though is that I didn't see it coming. Because for whatever reason, this is my catchphrase. It's the thing that I'm famous for, whether I want it to be or not.
To which I was dying to reply, "Well does anyone?"I mean, of course I was more enthusiastic in the interview. I was trying to get the job! I would have washed your car right there in the parking lot if I thought it would have helped. Everyone is the employee of the year during an interview.. that's just what you do.
Because I don't think I can afford another nap.