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Career options

In which we wonder why FP never thought of that


The Mother is always fond of saying: “you know, with your brain and your skills, you could have done so much better for a career! You could have done anything you wanted!”

So, when we heard on the news this morning about the teenager who allegedly made millions from internet crime, I was slightly surprised she didn’t say anything. I was almost expecting: “Why didn’t you do that? You’re just as bright as he is! You could have made millions from botnets and fraud by now if you’d only put your mind to it!”

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Start as you mean to go on

In which we plan for the year ahead


…because in a year’s time, so many more moments will have passed. And I don’t want to have wasted any of them.

This year, I am going to:

update this site every day (well, you never know)
meet new people
make friends with them
try not to lose any more friends from the ones I already have
do something about my career.

The first and fifth are practical, but the other three are the important ones.

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What I want for Christmas…

In which FP plans his next move


(to follow on from the previous post)

…is, more than anything, a new job. Big Dave might be leaving soon, but I’m not exactly looking forward to a random stranger coming in, replacing him, and bossing me about. So, I’m looking at the jobs pages, wondering what else I’m qualified to do.

Secondly, I need someone who will slap me until I move out of the parents’ house. Any volunteers?

Thirdly – I don’t know. The cat has come back. I have plenty of close friends. My bank account is in the black more often than not. What else do I need in life?

So, it’s down to the usual Christmas tat, then. I don’t need any major structural changes to my life, so I’ll have some festive chocolates and a novelty jumper, please.

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Of, or pertaining to, priests

In which people are happy


It’s the end of the week again. It’s hot, and sunny, and I’ve just been zooming up and down the motorway to Another Part Of The Forest and back. Windows wound down, music on, it really does leave me feeling cheerful.*

Things seem to be changing all around me. I’ve always taken a vicarious interest in seeing other people become magically happy. There are a handful of people I know, and several people I don’t know whose blogs I read, whose lives and relationships are changing in wonderful ways. Some of them are completely positive they’re doing the right thing, some of them less so, but in general they do seem to be brimming with happiness.**

I arrived back at the office just now, planning this post, to sit down and write it during my lunch break. As soon as I sat back at my desk, one of the branch managers came through to say hello. “I’m leaving,” he said.

“Back off to your office?” I knew he’d been over at head office this morning.

“No, completely. I handed my notice in last night, and I’m leaving now.”

Which, really, fitted in with everything I’ve been thinking about. People all around me are all having their lives changed.

Another beautiful thing I’ve seen: driving home from York at about midnight Wednesday night, past the steelworks. Something was going on there, because the whole place was lit up in an orange flaming glow. Industrial beauty, almost as inspiring as seeing a happy person.

* but I try not to think about all those carbon emissions.

** I know blogs aren’t real life, of course. People withhold things. And if you’re worried I’m talking about you: I might be, but I’m not trying to make a comment about your own specific situation. This is about everyone in general.

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Resigned

In which someone leaves


As I mentioned the other day, Colleague M isn’t Colleague M any more. She’s now Ex-Colleague M.

Her contract was coming to an end, and her manager was being suspiciously non-commital about its renewal. So, rather than wait to find she was out of a job, she jumped.

Secretly, I was hoping that she was going to leave in a dramatic, destructive way, and reveal all the little secrets of the colleagues she didn’t get along with. Which of them are the most two-faced and hypocritical, for example, or which ones use the work computers to download porn. Unfortunately – as M is slightly more sensible and rational than I am – she decided not to. Bah. I’ll let you know how her job-hunting goes.

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Departure

In which people want to leave


After we had one office leaving party at the weekend, it seems everyone now is trying to do the same thing. People are updating their CVs on their lunchbreak, and flicking through the job pages of the local paper. My manager has been asking why Big Dave has been leaving early so much lately. I have no idea, and I told him so. Privately, I assume our manager has been going through the same thoughts as me: is he leaving early to go off to interviews? I don’t blame him if he is, because he doesn’t exactly look happy in his current place.

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