The plan was simple - under the cover of familial obligations, I was to make my way into Memphis to interview with no less than four companies, secure gainful employment, open a bank account, find a place to live, tie up some loose ends and return to Austin with my current employer none the wiser. If I had any time left over I would celebrate my birthday while I was in town. What was *not* part of the plan was the girl of my dreams dropping into my lap.
On the way to the airport Thursday afternoon I had my phone in my ear, trying to chocke back my disgust at the bottom-dwelling mouth breather on the other end. Tech recruiters are all the same - one step away from wearing a cheap tie and selling used Chryslers on a lot somewhere on the bad side of town. If it wasn't for the fact that this guy had connections I would have told him to eat a cock and hang up, but in this case he was holding the cards. This meant that, to some extent, I had to play his game. We agreed on a meeting at 7:30 the next morning. I did some quick math and realized that I'd be pulling an all-nighter on this one. "Christ on a crutch", I thought, "I'm getting to old for this shit."
(to be continued)
On the way to the airport Thursday afternoon I had my phone in my ear, trying to chocke back my disgust at the bottom-dwelling mouth breather on the other end. Tech recruiters are all the same - one step away from wearing a cheap tie and selling used Chryslers on a lot somewhere on the bad side of town. If it wasn't for the fact that this guy had connections I would have told him to eat a cock and hang up, but in this case he was holding the cards. This meant that, to some extent, I had to play his game. We agreed on a meeting at 7:30 the next morning. I did some quick math and realized that I'd be pulling an all-nighter on this one. "Christ on a crutch", I thought, "I'm getting to old for this shit."
(to be continued)