Succeed in my new job

I’ve succeeded in not being laid off in the last two massive 10% staff cuts that were intended to save the company millions and make stockholders happy.

So. If I’m still here I’m making the stockholders happy?

That’s good, right?

It’s my anniversary today, and I didn’t get fired!

I’m taking my success where I find it this week. Things are still tough, I’m still the small fish in the big ocean, but I’m also still there.

Just keep swimming. Indeed.

And I’m very certain that will never be the case.

I’m pretty far from succeeding at this point, and it’s starting to hurt me a little. My attitude/mood has not been the best, and I’m a distracted me with my own little issues and goings on keeping me absolutely nuts.

How many jobs should one person have before they are committed to the asylum. I’m thinking of writing a book, The Boy with too many Ideas, A Cautionary Tale.

But tomorrow it’s back to the cube. Be awesome, dammit.

This was my desk for the first two days. Then I got a monitor. Only a monitor.

The company laptop followed, and some very minor training. But a long week of absorbing this new language at occasional meetings and trying to grasp at bits like melting snow.

It will take time. Be patient. The flood of too many things to do will come so soon.

I know I know.

Next week I start a job where I will no longer be the smartest guy in the room (at least when it comes to computers). This is going to be a bit daunting, but ultimately, I’m hopeful (while frightened).

I must stretch and find new ways to kick ass. Goodness, let’s hope so. I need to kick it.

This is important.