Heh, first I gotta actually land the position. Phone interview early next week. I've got an in with the company, but nothing is guaranteed, including whether I accept a tendered offer.
I keep getting word that I'm up for a corporate manager spot with the company I work far currently. Thus far, word has failed to translate into reality. I wouldn't use another offer as a bargaining chip, but if I get that particular offer from my current company, I'd likely stick where I am for the larger paycheck, work challenge, and knowledge that I would fall into the category I now label "the swinging d1cks."
You know the type. They swagger around as if their d1ck were a club they could use to brain any belligerent rhinocerus who happens to cross paths with them. Yeah, I could walk like that and it'd be worth all the blood, sweat and tears I've put in over the past 37 years.
Actually I haven't really bled much, unless you count the ulcer. I had a concussion once, though and that was their fault. Sort of. And it broke the skin. I had a little scab the next day until I showered.
And you don't really sweat that much in -20. It dries right up. No BO FTW!!!
And it's only been 6 years, it just feels like 600, so I decided to call it 37. No, I'm not even 37. GFY.
It'd still be fun to be one of the swinging d1cks, or even one of the singing d1cks, though my company doesn't have any of those that I know of.