And now, I continue the trend of posts that swing to one side of the pendulum to the other with each post.
I spent the weekend in Vegas at the AVN Expo (the porn industry's big weekend of networking, previewing product and taking pictures with smelly fans). With the exception that my job called me every day I was there (from wednesday of last week to saturday), it was great. The weather, the scenery (you try flying over the grand canyon and not get awestruck), the company (the Truman Capote of Porn, Rik O'Shay), the food (if you're ever at the MGM Grand, Try the fried shrimp at the buffet), the girls (Mika Tan, Gianna, Nautica Thorn specifically), it was all great. On top of this? I get a call while I was on the plane wanting to interview for a job.
The bad? I'm still supposed to be on vacation, but my job dropped the ball, and they cut my vacation by a week (out of an original ten days). I was ready to walk into the place on monday and spraypaint "I Quit" in big red letters across every wall and floor.
Random observation: It seems like any time I grow my beard, shit gets good for me. I wonder why?
anywhat, I've also got a IT company interested in me for their call center for MS Office troubleshooting... not my forte, but why not?
so... yeah. woo. fuck work.
I spent the weekend in Vegas at the AVN Expo (the porn industry's big weekend of networking, previewing product and taking pictures with smelly fans). With the exception that my job called me every day I was there (from wednesday of last week to saturday), it was great. The weather, the scenery (you try flying over the grand canyon and not get awestruck), the company (the Truman Capote of Porn, Rik O'Shay), the food (if you're ever at the MGM Grand, Try the fried shrimp at the buffet), the girls (Mika Tan, Gianna, Nautica Thorn specifically), it was all great. On top of this? I get a call while I was on the plane wanting to interview for a job.
The bad? I'm still supposed to be on vacation, but my job dropped the ball, and they cut my vacation by a week (out of an original ten days). I was ready to walk into the place on monday and spraypaint "I Quit" in big red letters across every wall and floor.
Random observation: It seems like any time I grow my beard, shit gets good for me. I wonder why?
anywhat, I've also got a IT company interested in me for their call center for MS Office troubleshooting... not my forte, but why not?
so... yeah. woo. fuck work.