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I'm a software engineer.
For the past four-and-a-half years I had worked for a company from home developing projects for some high-profile clients. While my NDA doesn't allow me to specify, you've heard of these clients. The pay was good, I enjoyed the people, and the telecommuting aspect was a huge plus for me. In addition I found the work I did to be rewarding. It wasn't anything like curing cancer, but we liked to do things the "right way" which any software engineer can relate to.
In the last few months, money became a bit tight, and in the end I decided to search for a new job just because I'm planning a wedding, wish to buy a new house, and need something more stable. I found a new job from what I thought was a pretty promising employer.
Apparently I have been spoiled. It's amazing how absolutely unrewarding, convoluted, and just plain tedious this new job is. I thought the worst of the job would be the commuting, but it's the least problem. My commute pales in comparison to my day-to-day duties. The framework is beyond hopeless and wtf-y. It's the equivalent of being a bridge builder and, instead of trusses, you had to try to build a causeway over the ocean. Over the arctic ocean. Without a coat on.
The old job has expressed a lot of interest in hiring back if they get some more steady funds, which is something I'd consider a 50/50 chance. I know if they offered me something, I'd take it in a heartbeat, but in the end, with major wedding expenses coming my way I have to hold it out until something better comes along.
I haven't listened to emo music since my teenage strife over 10 years ago, and I'm back in that horrible mode again. I'm fucking enjoying Last Resort by Papa Roach for crying out loud. There are so many fucking problems with everything going on in this job that I can't believe there are people who put up with it. The only good things about the job are the people themselves are fine, and I do get a free parking pass at the nearby shopping mall which has an IMAX theater, Dave and Busters, and a few other perks. Plus, I do enjoy the city view, but I can't enjoy the work itself.
I know I shouldn't complain, especially in this economy, but, again, I'm spoiled by the comparatively awesome job I had before. I hope things work out in the next few weeks, whatever happens. I hope my post makes sense because I'm seriously drunk right now. I haven't been this drunk out of necessity in years.
For the past four-and-a-half years I had worked for a company from home developing projects for some high-profile clients. While my NDA doesn't allow me to specify, you've heard of these clients. The pay was good, I enjoyed the people, and the telecommuting aspect was a huge plus for me. In addition I found the work I did to be rewarding. It wasn't anything like curing cancer, but we liked to do things the "right way" which any software engineer can relate to.
In the last few months, money became a bit tight, and in the end I decided to search for a new job just because I'm planning a wedding, wish to buy a new house, and need something more stable. I found a new job from what I thought was a pretty promising employer.
Apparently I have been spoiled. It's amazing how absolutely unrewarding, convoluted, and just plain tedious this new job is. I thought the worst of the job would be the commuting, but it's the least problem. My commute pales in comparison to my day-to-day duties. The framework is beyond hopeless and wtf-y. It's the equivalent of being a bridge builder and, instead of trusses, you had to try to build a causeway over the ocean. Over the arctic ocean. Without a coat on.
The old job has expressed a lot of interest in hiring back if they get some more steady funds, which is something I'd consider a 50/50 chance. I know if they offered me something, I'd take it in a heartbeat, but in the end, with major wedding expenses coming my way I have to hold it out until something better comes along.
I haven't listened to emo music since my teenage strife over 10 years ago, and I'm back in that horrible mode again. I'm fucking enjoying Last Resort by Papa Roach for crying out loud. There are so many fucking problems with everything going on in this job that I can't believe there are people who put up with it. The only good things about the job are the people themselves are fine, and I do get a free parking pass at the nearby shopping mall which has an IMAX theater, Dave and Busters, and a few other perks. Plus, I do enjoy the city view, but I can't enjoy the work itself.
I know I shouldn't complain, especially in this economy, but, again, I'm spoiled by the comparatively awesome job I had before. I hope things work out in the next few weeks, whatever happens. I hope my post makes sense because I'm seriously drunk right now. I haven't been this drunk out of necessity in years.
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