nine years of my life
today, march 21, marks nine years of my life being spent as an employee of the same parent company, which shall remain nameless. those of you who know me know what i’m talking about, and the rest of you can just be left guessing. hint — it is not a porn company.
despite going through some rather challenging times there, i’m happy to have done it. hell, it’s taking us overseas to realize a goal we’d set for ourselves, and allowed us to spend 4 wonderful years in california. i must admit that being one of the few people i know who’s worked so long at one place in my generation makes me feel like a bit of a relic at times though. i want to be clear that i’m not expecting a gold watch. (i do wonder though now if i get something at 10 years. jeff, if you’re reading — rocket ship ride!)
best of all, it’s where i’ve met some of the smartest and nicest people i’ve ever known. that has enriched my life the most, more than enabling the mass buying and selling of shit for millions worldwide. props to my peeps.
One Response to “nine years of my life”
1 ange 29 March 2008 @ 5:16 pm
Raise your hand if you are a purchaser of shit.
(Ange raises hand)
And I’m grateful you’ve been working there, too, as I fully intend to take advantage of your new locale just as soon as we’re able to buy you a fine steak downtown Indy and assuage any concerns you might have that we’re nut jobs.
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