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| One year ago, Dec. 10 fell on a Monday. I know this because that was the start of a work week. But more importantly for me, it was the start of my first week at my new full-time job. After my third unemployment period in 2 1/2 years, I was out of the contracting game and gainfully employed directly with a company again. Of course, with the economy now in freefall, it's hard to feel secure anywhere, contracting or otherwise. And I still find it difficult to plan very far into the future. Shortly after Halloween this year, one of my coworkers hit upon a theme that our team could use next year. And what struck me about that was how his ability to talk about something nearly 1 year in the future felt so foreign to me. It's not just that I no longer feel safe assuming we'll all be employed in the same place a year from now, no matter where anyone is. But it didn't even occur to me to think that was possible. It's like my default assumption now is that a potential layoff is always just around the corner. A year from now might as well be a decade. Anything can happen, good or bad. Still, it's nice to be somewhere long enough that you no longer feel like the newcomer ... or even worse, temporary. And I'm lucky enough to have been hired into a really good group. While nothing will ever match those early days of NI, where we all hung out during and after work and still keep in touch 15+ years later, this group is like my early days at Tivoli/IBM. Everyone gets along great and we're able to have fun and keep the stress to a minimum. That's always important. So, it's been good to have this stability again, and even with the uncertain economy, a full-time job comes with at least an illusion of security that I never found while contracting. And for me, that illusion is far, far better than the alternative... |

NAME INDEX NEWS: Brian becomes to first to break 900, while Lisa tops 200.
| I'm sure you could get nicely hammered if you had a drinking game where you took a shot every time Obama referred to hope or optimism in a speech. Last night, I realized what the GOP version would be. So, introducing the Palindrone Drinking Game: Take a shot every time Sarah Palin refers to small towns. You'll be blind stinkin' drunk in 10 minutes! |