The Devil Went Down To Georgia

Why yes ... yes he did!!

It finally happened true-believers. I finally left that job that was sucking the very life and soul out of me. The job that inspired many in the past to seek out positions with less pay. The job that had such an incredibly high turnover rate forcing more senior folks back into the phones when they hadn't answered calls in years. The job that had people leaving the company despite not having a job lined up. Yep, that job.

I have a cousin down here, LT. When I first moved to Phoenix to attend Arizona State, I lived with him and his wife, KR. It was a great time actually. Being as gossipy as I am, LT and KR are every bit as gossipy. So just about every night, we'd go sit in the back yard, have a drink, and gossip about our work, family, friends. and whatever topic came up. I really had a great time and they've always commented how they miss those days.

Fast forward 4 years from that time. They have now moved to the Atlanta area, just bought a great new home and have been asking me to move down here since last summer. I kept saying "no" at first because I somehow, in my delusional train of thought, believed I could move up in the company if I had the will. Well, we now see what that got me.

I just couldn't take much more of what was going on in Ohio. The lack of socially exciting things to do, lack of people who weren't married, lack of culture. I was literally on the phone everyday with my headset on mute muttering to myself "Fuck this, I fucking hate this fucking job. I would rather eat my own fucking teeth than have to do this the rest of my life." Imagine ... going to a job where every day you walk away with your jaw clenched in sheer disgust.

So, I took LT's and KR's advice moved my tubby ass to the South. I've been here a week and things aren't going too bad. The big problem is finding a job. I left Dayton without one and applying for a job in a city you haven't moved to yet is dicey at best. No one wants to interview you until you get to Atlanta, so I'm here and I'm starting up the job hunt. I've had a couple of interviews, but no job offers yet. So right now, looking for a job is a full-time job.

I've got to say, not working sucks. It's nice to have down time, but it's also making me feel sorta anxious. I know I will get something and maybe not until like January, but still, it is making me crazy right now.

So if anyone still reads this ..... I'm back and I'll be back to my usual rants soon enough.