A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal. -Oscar Wilde

Thursday, May 6, 2010

The Kool-Aid man with Tourette's

I liked the mental image so much that I couldn't not reuse it. That's how I'd describe myself at present-- jumping about, alternating between OH SHIT!* and OH YEAH! and scaring the hell out of the cats.

I just got a voicemail about another job offer, with another agency. It's located outside a city on the east coast that's not DC, but isn't too far away, making the same salary. And I don't know what to do! I know a whopping two people casually in that town, compared to dozens in the DC area. I don't recall EVER visiting this city, not even as a child, while the DC area is the one I know best (third only to my native Burgh and the Banks). But this is the agency that I would most like to completely remake-- and I need to get in somehow if I'm ever going to get somewhere, somewhere I'll have the power to actually make so many of the desperately needed improvements (hint: putting information in PLAIN ENGLISH would be number one on my list).

Argh! What to do, what to do?

*(Did I ever mention that this blog is rated PG-13? Not like more than five people have ever read it, but yes, I have a potty mouth. And spare me the argument that profanity indicates a lack of eloquence. Nobody has ever called Quentin Tarentino ineloquent.)


Hp0 said...

Not that this helps any, but the cost of living in 2nd city is very close to Pgh. But you'd be in Dirty Bird territory and . . . well . . . even I can't condone that!

Anonymous said...

The chances of you hanging out with people scattered around DC is low simply because the beltway is kind of a bitch.

You'll definitely be making a whole new set of friends in either direction.

My advice is to evaluate the job on its merits. You'll be spending 8-10 hours a day there, so if that is less than optimal than that has the most impact. Everything else will fall into place.

This mysterious Dirty Bird City isn't by chance where Rocky took place? You could take up boxing!


The Constant Gardener said...

Klari-- nah, that's Filthadelphia. I fell at the bottom of those steps, scraped up my hand and knees pretty badly in the process. Nobody could be bothered to help or do anything nice while I was on the ground, blood dripping down my legs and trying to gather the contents of my purse. A few people actually laughed. That's why I hate Filthadelphia from the bottom of my heart. :)