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So, today marks the final of work here for me in Charlottesville. It was nice. To finally pack up all the shit on my desk and get out of that office. Quite honestly, I won't miss it here, not the work anyway, not even the people. Well - the CIO was quite a guy. In doing my rounds of awkward, forced sentimenal, farewells, I actually meant the words I said to him. He was real intelligent, fun, stand-up man that I could relate to.
Funny thing, though. I had a talk with him a few weeks ago at a IT team party at his place, and asked him about his degree. I had found out through an internal article at GE that he studied psychology. I asked how that got him into IT, and he is answer kinda startled me. He told me that he was originally a Chemical Engineer - however, the studies got way too hard for him and, moreover, got in the way of his partying. So, he made the decision late in his college to career to swith to psych, took some classes over the summer to catch up, and the rest was history. He got an MBA later on, went into business, and advanced up the IT ladder.
Is it wrong for me to have lost a bit of respect for him because of that realization? I just find it hard to grasp that concept - how it produced such an influential and powerful leader. Life definitely works in strange ways.
Speaking of that, I can't even celebrate this right now. I've been on and off sick the past few days. I even contracted a serious fever this morning at work and had to plain up and walk out of our team meeting. My entire head was pulsating like a heat bomb. I could barely focus on anything people were saying, and was noticeably swaying to and fro. I went to the bathroom and ran cold water over my face and hands for awhile. After my farewell lunch, I called it a day, left, saw a doctor, and paid $15 and 2 hours of my life to be told all I have is a viral cold and I should get these three OTC's and get plenty of rest and fluids. All I could say was, "So you can't give me any strong shit? No antibiotics??".
I guess I deseerved this. I kinda partied too hard this week. I sort of made it a point to go out every night, seeing as how it was my last - also seeing as how I iroinically really started to have fun here lately and was desperately trying to get in as much time with my new friends as possible. I even went out when I knew I had a cold, and drank, while on medicine - I was an idiot.
I hope I am well enough tomorrow, though. My friends here are throwing me a farewell dinner party that I am really looking forward to. My boy Carlos is breaking out some Absinthe for it! I never had that shit!
All in all, it was an educatioal 6 months here. I did learn quite a bit: Dating older people definitely has it's ups ... and downs; living in a nice place is hardly worth it unless you plan on having company over some time; when signing a lease get absolutely everything in writing - assume nothing; I really enjoy, and am apparently pretty good at, karaoke; This job may very well not be for me, and will require closer analysis on my part over the next 6 months; Taking control of your life and changing it for the better is a difficult, but very rewarding, experience; I have many flaws and much growing to do - which I look forward to; I love my friends and family back home more that anyone will ever know.
I suppose that's a short list. Oh. I did forget to mention that I have developed an alter ego - a Mexican Wrestler named Carlos Del Grande. I'll leave that story for another time, as he is in his early stages of character development. I'll leave you with this picture for now:
quién desea alguno!!
Funny thing, though. I had a talk with him a few weeks ago at a IT team party at his place, and asked him about his degree. I had found out through an internal article at GE that he studied psychology. I asked how that got him into IT, and he is answer kinda startled me. He told me that he was originally a Chemical Engineer - however, the studies got way too hard for him and, moreover, got in the way of his partying. So, he made the decision late in his college to career to swith to psych, took some classes over the summer to catch up, and the rest was history. He got an MBA later on, went into business, and advanced up the IT ladder.
Is it wrong for me to have lost a bit of respect for him because of that realization? I just find it hard to grasp that concept - how it produced such an influential and powerful leader. Life definitely works in strange ways.
Speaking of that, I can't even celebrate this right now. I've been on and off sick the past few days. I even contracted a serious fever this morning at work and had to plain up and walk out of our team meeting. My entire head was pulsating like a heat bomb. I could barely focus on anything people were saying, and was noticeably swaying to and fro. I went to the bathroom and ran cold water over my face and hands for awhile. After my farewell lunch, I called it a day, left, saw a doctor, and paid $15 and 2 hours of my life to be told all I have is a viral cold and I should get these three OTC's and get plenty of rest and fluids. All I could say was, "So you can't give me any strong shit? No antibiotics??".
I guess I deseerved this. I kinda partied too hard this week. I sort of made it a point to go out every night, seeing as how it was my last - also seeing as how I iroinically really started to have fun here lately and was desperately trying to get in as much time with my new friends as possible. I even went out when I knew I had a cold, and drank, while on medicine - I was an idiot.
I hope I am well enough tomorrow, though. My friends here are throwing me a farewell dinner party that I am really looking forward to. My boy Carlos is breaking out some Absinthe for it! I never had that shit!
All in all, it was an educatioal 6 months here. I did learn quite a bit: Dating older people definitely has it's ups ... and downs; living in a nice place is hardly worth it unless you plan on having company over some time; when signing a lease get absolutely everything in writing - assume nothing; I really enjoy, and am apparently pretty good at, karaoke; This job may very well not be for me, and will require closer analysis on my part over the next 6 months; Taking control of your life and changing it for the better is a difficult, but very rewarding, experience; I have many flaws and much growing to do - which I look forward to; I love my friends and family back home more that anyone will ever know.
I suppose that's a short list. Oh. I did forget to mention that I have developed an alter ego - a Mexican Wrestler named Carlos Del Grande. I'll leave that story for another time, as he is in his early stages of character development. I'll leave you with this picture for now:
quién desea alguno!!
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