Well, as you know I quit my job today. It is always a nerve-racking
experience. In the morning I was talking with co-workers like I would
be helping them on Monday and in the afternoon I was like - um, I'm
not going to do that, I think you can do it. Luckily I am good at
quitting. Not that I am your standard "quitter", I'd prefer to be more
of a "traitor" than a quitter - at least your going somewhere. It is
all business though, not like quitting a soccer team, more like having
an agent get you a better deal at a better team. I explained this to
my recruiter at my last job, who I will now refer to as "My Pimp". See
technical recruiters are an odd sort - all they have to do is to place
you and negotiate your contract and they get a percentage of your
salary. So when I gave my 3-hour notice today he was obviously
distressed. Not at me quitting but at the new pimp who out-pimped him
and the money he was losing. Apparently, my old recruiter is well
known and gets the best "talent". I predict an all out gang war. Both
my new pimp and the old pimp are now going to try to fill the spot I
just left. One of the rules of hostile quitting is to never tell them
where you are going. So this afternoon I was like - I just got a
better offer, that's all I can tell you now. If you tell where you are
going they'll say things like "The IRS, you don't want to work for
them, they'll fire you" and such to try to get you to stay. Even
though I gave a bad three hours notice and PO'd my pimp the vice
president of the company arrived at my cube as I was leaving. I was
thinking - Man I don't want to hear it from him either. He ended up
giving me his card and offered me my job back any time I wanted it.
Said I did a great job and could use him as a reference. I tell ya, in
the end is really is about how good you are. Maybe I don't need a pimp
after all.

Thought of the Day
Randal Graves: I don't appreciate your ruse, ma'am.
Indecisive Customer: I beg your pardon?
Randal Graves: Your ruse. Your cunning attempt to trick me.
-- Clerks