Who needs bubblegum?

"I'm come here to chew bubblegum, and to kick ass, and I'm all out of bubble gum..."

, Rowdy Roddy Piper, They Live, (1988)

"Who needs bubblegum?"

,This Guy

Submitted my first weekly invoice, which was immediately personally approved by the CIO, for $5,800, for one week of work. I'm a goddamn frakking badass, and they have figured it out.

Still haven't done anything productive for my new company. They are so big and slow, I still don't have credentials, but I'm getting paid, so I have few gripes. The GDPR training is worse than college, they give you zero feedback, so they force you to LEARN the material.

Grumble, smart people, grumble, making me learn stuff, grumble.

I'm suddenly finding myself living my best professional life, I'm back on the right track. There is plenty of uncertainty, but I have a plan, and I have done the this work for a long time. I have no issues working 12 hours a day, walking, eating, sleeping. Sure, I do some 420, but it just takes the edge off, and I'm still producing accurate code, like a frakking machine.

My new manager, at my new company, feels like a snow plow, driving right ahead of me, shoveling shit out of the way. My old company felt like some dude, in his car, skidding around, with me following his tail lights.

Still personally lonely, but I know this is temporary, and there is always porn. hehe.

Slight bit of Mandela effect on the wording....