Finally a Nibble

I men­tioned a short while back that I’m back on the meat mar­ket look­ing for a new job. Well, today over lunch I got my first nib­ble. I’ll post more info some other time, but it felt really good to finally have some­body show some inter­est in me. Until today, the only other reply I’d got­ten was a form­let­ter telling me they weren’t interested.

New Cameras

Like many com­puter geeks with a pas­sion for pho­tog­ra­phy (and a lim­ited bud­get) I’ve been lust­ing for a DSLR cam­era. Don’t get me wrong, I really like my lit­tle Canon Pow­er­shot. I just want the abil­ity to use mul­ti­ple lenses again. Like I could when I was tak­ing pho­tog­ra­phy courses back in col­lege and used my Pen­tax K1000 SE. That’s a 100% man­ual, 35mm, SLR. And that thing is rock solid. Heck, my high school art teacher rec­om­mended that cam­era because even a whole school of high school stu­dents tak­ing pho­tog­ra­phy classes wasn’t able to destroy them. And with only 1 item in the cam­era being bat­tery pow­ered (the light meter) you don’t have to worry about run­ning out of juice when you’re tak­ing a photo. Plus it’s total lack of auto-anything forces you to learn how a cam­era works, which should teach you to take bet­ter pic­tures. The thing is I’m get­ting older and can­not focus the all man­ual cam­era quick enough to get the shots I want. Not to men­tion, I’m cheap and would rather have dig­i­tal snaps which I then choose which ones are worth print­ing out vs. shoot­ing a roll and hop­ing I got some­thing that the pho­to­lab won’t screw up in the processing.

Then today, I’m catch­ing on my the news in my RSS reader when I come across this arti­cle from Engad­get. Appar­ently, Pen­tax is com­ing out with a new line of DSLR cam­eras this sum­mer. And the extra kicker is Each cam­era remains com­pat­i­ble with Pen­tax K-mount lenses. How sweet is that? I mean I don’t have great­est of lenses for my old Pen­tax but I love my 17mm lens and to be able to slap that baby on a DSLR? Schweet. :D

Banana, Crackers and Gatorade… Oh my!

Well, I finally feel like I am at least partly back from the dead. But really, that’s get­ting ahead of myself; allow me to back­track a bit.

2005. May. 7th. Ariesna and I were joined in wed­ded bliss. Unfor­tu­nately with her just fin­ish­ing her degree and pay­ing for a wed­ding money was tight so we didn’t have the cash to go some place exotic and we couldn’t really afford to spend more than a night away. So I picked a B&B just a few hours drive away. A help­ful friend had rec­om­mended it as the most roman­tic B&B in the area. After the cer­e­mony & recep­tion, we drove out and enjoyed our one night there.

2006. Ariesna and I went back to the same B&B for an entire week­end. We ate out at a cou­ple of nice restau­rants, did a lit­tle shop­ping and hit up an art museum while we were there. It was a grand time, but by the end of it we were both tired. We got home, chilled for a while and even­tu­ally went to bed. Bliss­ful slum­ber was inter­rupted at 4:30 AM by me wak­ing up feel­ing like I was chok­ing and/or drown­ing. I ran into the bath­room and spent the next 15 min­utes or so kneel­ing in front of the porce­lain throne. After get­ting myself cleaned up, I tried going back to bed but woke up a while later with the same prob­lem. Again, I even­tu­ally got cleaned up and tried going back to bed. Later, I got the intense fun of mak­ing a trip to the doc­tor on what was sup­posed to be the last day of my vaca­tion. I got weighed1, poked, prod­ded and a q-tip was shoved down my throat2. The doc­tor con­firmed I had the flu com­bined with a sinus infec­tion. How­ever he was wor­ried that I was severely dehy­drated and wanted to put me on an IV to get some flu­ids in me. Alas after much pok­ing (in both arms), they real­ized I was too dehy­drated for the nee­dle to go in prop­erly. Even­tu­ally, they gave up on the IV and let Ariesna take me home. Though they did tell her to keep push­ing flu­ids down me and rec­om­mended she get me to drink 2 liters of gatorade that day and keep push­ing the flu­ids at me the next. She did so, con­tin­u­ally wak­ing me up from some of the best sleep I’ve ever had to drink, drink drink. And I don’t even like gatorade! *sigh* I mean the fruit punch ver­sion isn’t too bad but the rest.… yeck.

Any­hoo, I ended up spend­ing the entire week home sick and now the night before I finally go back to the office I am feel­ing much bet­ter. I’m just not at 100% yet. My sinuses throb (and con­tin­u­ally drain down my throat) and on top of that I’ve got an evening cough3 which feels like it’s going to rip my throat in half. But I’m still tak­ing the anti-biotics the doc­tor pre­scribed and I’m hop­ing when the pills are gone so will be the last of my health problems.

Oh yeah, if you’re won­der­ing about the title on this post that’s pretty much all the food I’ve eaten in the last week. It’s been thrilling. :(

1 No, I’m not repeat­ing what that lying hunk of metal claimed was my weight.
2 Appar­ently, that’s part of the test for strep throat. Only nobody warned me in advance. Inci­den­tally, the test came back neg­a­tive but it has a 15% chance of fail­ure.
3 It only hap­pens after 5. No idea on why that is, but there you have it.

Employment Woes

Wednes­day morn­ing, my super­vi­sor pulled me aside to tell me since man­age­ment wants to go into beta just before I take 2 days of vaca­tion. And since one of those vaca­tion days con­flicts with a week long Microsoft train­ing course I was signed up for they are pulling me out of the class. I wasn’t happy about it. She wasn’t either but the deci­sion came down from on high.

Wednes­day after­noon, a co-worker and myself had to drive 4 hours to my cur­rent employer’s home office. Instead of head­ing straight to the hotel, we stopped along the way to get din­ner. We ended up hit­ting the hotel around 8 PM. When we checked in there was a mes­sage ask­ing us to call our super­vi­sor. Nei­ther one of us liked the sound of that. We tried call­ing her back but got her answer­ing machine. We left a mes­sage and I went to my own room. I had been lay­ing down for just about an hour and was think­ing of hit­ting up the hotel’s hot­tub when the room phone rang. I picked it up and it was my super­vi­sor. She was call­ing to tell me the com­pany had decided to close our office once the lease runs out. Appar­ently, there’s going to be some sort of tran­si­tion plan if you want to move out by the home office and con­tinue work­ing for the com­pany. But as I told a co-worker, I’d rather slit my wrists then move to keep work­ing for this com­pany. So I’ve got some­where between 4 — 8 months to find a dif­fer­ent job1. Need­less to say, I didn’t get a lot of sleep that night and I wasn’t feel­ing moti­vated for teach­ing the next day.

Thurs­day, I went into the office. I chat­ted with a few peo­ple and they were all sym­pa­thetic (and want­ing to know what we were going to do). Then I checked on the class­room and it wasn’t setup cor­rectly, so I got to do some last minute run­ning around to get it fixed. Then I taught, try­ing not to put them to sleep. The two big prob­lems with the class were that it had to be put together at the last minute and I had 3 dif­fer­ent groups of peo­ple attend­ing the class. Each group hav­ing a dif­fer­ent, non-overlapping skill set; mak­ing it impos­si­ble not to be too basic for one part of the class while being totally over the head of a dif­fer­ent part. *sigh* Still some peo­ple seemed to get some­thing out of the class and nobody actu­ally snored through it.

Thurs­day night, we drove home.

Fri­day, I went into my soonish-to-be-closed office and while it was a dark humor going around; most peo­ple seemed hap­pier than I’ve seen them for some time. Maybe good things will come of this moronic deci­sion. Who knows? I just know that I’m going to be much more moti­vated to find a dif­fer­ent job (I’d been half-heartedly look­ing already) and the company’s cus­tomers who pay sup­port fees are going to get seri­ously pissed off2.

So if any of my read­ers are in the East­ern Iowa area and are hir­ing, maybe you could let me know?

1 We’ve got some kind of exten­sion on the lease so it’s anybody’s guess when exactly our office will be closed, but we do know it will hap­pen some­time between Sep­tem­ber and Decem­ber.
2 From what I under­stand the major­ity of the company’s best help desk per­son­nel are in my office. So the cus­tomers will have to wait longer to get some­body to talk to them about their issue(s) and then wait even longer for that per­son to fix their issue(s).

Daaaaang, that’s loaded!

Today, I have to travel to my company’s home office to teach a class. The day before I’m sup­posed to drive over I find I’ve got a voice mail. As I do 99.9999% of my job either via emails, IMs or F2F, this in itself was extremely odd. Then I lis­tened to the mes­sage and found out it was a sales man­ager from deal­er­ship where we bought the new car.

It turns out that they want to bor­row the car for a bit to have to their insur­ance peo­ple look it over (since it was on the lot at the time of the tor­na­dos hit­ting Iowa City). I thought this more than a lit­tle odd. As I was busy get­ting ready for my trip to the home office, I kind of blew off the mes­sage. Then this morn­ing, I got another call from the deal­er­ship ask­ing for the car again. I called the guy back and explained that I’m dri­ving out of town today. He said it should really only take about 20 min­utes and they’d give the car a wash while they had it. He also said they’d bring a loaner by for me, just in case.

I agreed to let him do it and then imme­di­ately got a tad ner­vous about it. I checked their web­site and found him on it. A lit­tle bit later our recep­tion­ist called and said a guy from the deal­er­ship was here. I went up to the front desk and the only per­son around was a scrawny look­ing kid. But he was wear­ing a sweat­shirt with the dealership’s name & logo on it. Then he held out a key to him and we walked to the park­ing lot. The key was to a 2005 Volk­swa­gen Pas­sat. The sta­tion­wagon ver­sion. With a dealer’s plate in the back win­dow, a sales sticker on the same. I felt a lot bet­ter about giv­ing him my key and took him to my car. He drove off, and I hopped into the Pas­sat for a quick peek.

Oh my God! The wagon is fully loaded with all the good­ies Volk­swa­gen has to offer. Now I feel slightly cheated in that I won’t get to drive this puppy for my trip. Don’t get me wrong, I love our new car and our new car does have more gad­gets in it than any car I’ve ever owned. But still, that Pas­sat sit­ting out­side if so dang plush and lux­u­ri­ous. I could def­i­nitely enjoy dri­ving that card. :D Oh well, at least I’m get­ting a free car wash. Though, now that I think about it; I’m won­der­ing if I should have asked them to top off the gas tank. With gas at $2.84/gallon, that would have been a nice bit of sav­ings for me. *shrug* That’s prob­a­bly being a lit­tle greedy and they’ve been good to me already.