A day of work-rest
Today was sort of a day like any others days. I was my same old job, but not at the same place. I get a sort of joy working off site that makes me think I am starting something new. Like I put the puzzle I have been working on away and went onto something else for a while. Like the bite of a piece of cake that you only get a taste of once a year. Even though I had to don a full SCBA Hazmat suit and sweat my ass off, it was an awkwardly refreshing day. Part of me is screaming for more days like this.. should I listen or leave it alone? Eight years is a long time to be at one job.. should I listen? Statistics say an average person changes careers four times in their lifetime.
Maybe time to polish off the resume. My part of the company is being sold off. Should I stay with the ship, knowing that things will be the same or take my chances? Maybe I can stay and see if I will be working for the first Burger King genetics diagnostics lab. If I get free whoppers out of the deal, I wouldn't mind.
Heh.. a person just ran down the street very heavy footedly. I wonder if her feet hurt afterwards or she thinks thatshe will start a new fad of stomp running.
Maybe time to polish off the resume. My part of the company is being sold off. Should I stay with the ship, knowing that things will be the same or take my chances? Maybe I can stay and see if I will be working for the first Burger King genetics diagnostics lab. If I get free whoppers out of the deal, I wouldn't mind.
Heh.. a person just ran down the street very heavy footedly. I wonder if her feet hurt afterwards or she thinks thatshe will start a new fad of stomp running.