But I will soon find out, as I’m moving house to the land of surprisingly expensive housing sometime in the next month. The thing is, I hate all of you and I want to get as far away from you as possible while still being close enough to taunt you with the idea of me. Oh, and I got a job there.
Last week was something else. I started it by quitting my two-week-old “recession job” and being told by that employer that he didn’t consider me a “real DBA” (DBA = database administrator, in case you’ve just joined us). I then ended the week with two job offers for DBA positions and it’s been hard for me not to send a “nya nya” themed email in a certain someone’s direction, but I will resist somehow. I was also crowned Queen of England and had a poodle breed named after me, but those events seemed less important.
Some of you might say I’m lucky to get the job offers, but you have to remember, I haven’t had a full-time DBA job in 10 months (!!!). Fate screwed me over multiple times by having companies promise to hire me only to back out due to policy or financial issues. The only times I haven’t been miserable this past year were when I was too busy doing contract work to notice how miserable I was. In other words, I was overdue for some awesomeness. I wouldn’t have minded a lesser amount of whee! at an earlier date, though.
I don’t have any details yet about when I’m moving and how I’m going to pretend to be a nice person in order to make new friends but I should have news on the former later this week. All this, and I haven’t been to Kelowna since I was a kid and I liked Penticton better.