One more week…
About a year ago I left my day job to write full-time. I did this for eight months and then realized the old bank account was getting a touch low. So I picked up a six-month programming contract about twenty miles from my house. Going back to a day job after eight months was more difficult than I thought it would be. I had gotten into a good writing groove and having to shift back to just writing at night was really taxing. Not to mention my programming skills were a touch rusty after being away from it for so long.
Well, this Friday marks the end of the six months. I’ve stashed enough away for at least four months of full-time writing if I don’t make a penny in that time. I’ve also got a 5-issue mini-series green lighted so I might be able to extend this period of time till the end of the year. I’m also going to be showing around my first TV series concept during pitch season… so I’m very excited about this next stage of my life.
Now the funny part here is the job I’m leaving. I went in as a contractor but the boss treats everyone like a full-time employee… the good parts and the bad parts. It’s an interesting place with good people. The problem is I HATE programming. I hate it with a passion. I would rather work security at a pickle plant than write code. But, I can make a lot of money programming so that’s why I went back to it.
So about two weeks ago I told my boss that I wasn’t going to extend my contract with them. I was going to work until the end of the six months and then move on. I figured he might let me finish what I was working on and then show me the door. I got the opposite reaction. Each day that I’ve seen him he has tried more and more to get me to stay. He’s offered me full-time work with benefits. He’s offered letting me take a month or two off and come back as a full-time employee. He talked about me doing projects from home. And finally the other day he asked if I would be interested in working two days a week there and have the rest of the week to write.
Now, I’m a good programmer. I get the job done in quick fashion. But I don’t think I’m worth bending over backwards for. But that’s what this guy is doing. I was joking with my wife last night about it. Leaving this job is starting to feel like breaking up with a girlfriend. You know the routine… you threaten to break up and suddenly she becomes a sexual dynamo with an appetite for any kinky thing you could imagine. Every place you want to go is great, all your friends are funny. I had an ex-girlfriend like this. When I got close to leaving, she’d want to do things that would make a porn star blush but when I would stay it would eventually shift back. I learned my lesson and stopped dating her. Now it seems I have to do the same thing with my current boss.
So five more days of going into the office… should be interesting to see what he comes up with next.
About a year ago I left my day job to write full-time. I did this for eight months and then realized the old bank account was getting a touch low. So I picked up a six-month programming contract about twenty miles from my house. Going back to a day job after eight months was more difficult than I thought it would be. I had gotten into a good writing groove and having to shift back to just writing at night was really taxing. Not to mention my programming skills were a touch rusty after being away from it for so long.
Well, this Friday marks the end of the six months. I’ve stashed enough away for at least four months of full-time writing if I don’t make a penny in that time. I’ve also got a 5-issue mini-series green lighted so I might be able to extend this period of time till the end of the year. I’m also going to be showing around my first TV series concept during pitch season… so I’m very excited about this next stage of my life.
Now the funny part here is the job I’m leaving. I went in as a contractor but the boss treats everyone like a full-time employee… the good parts and the bad parts. It’s an interesting place with good people. The problem is I HATE programming. I hate it with a passion. I would rather work security at a pickle plant than write code. But, I can make a lot of money programming so that’s why I went back to it.
So about two weeks ago I told my boss that I wasn’t going to extend my contract with them. I was going to work until the end of the six months and then move on. I figured he might let me finish what I was working on and then show me the door. I got the opposite reaction. Each day that I’ve seen him he has tried more and more to get me to stay. He’s offered me full-time work with benefits. He’s offered letting me take a month or two off and come back as a full-time employee. He talked about me doing projects from home. And finally the other day he asked if I would be interested in working two days a week there and have the rest of the week to write.
Now, I’m a good programmer. I get the job done in quick fashion. But I don’t think I’m worth bending over backwards for. But that’s what this guy is doing. I was joking with my wife last night about it. Leaving this job is starting to feel like breaking up with a girlfriend. You know the routine… you threaten to break up and suddenly she becomes a sexual dynamo with an appetite for any kinky thing you could imagine. Every place you want to go is great, all your friends are funny. I had an ex-girlfriend like this. When I got close to leaving, she’d want to do things that would make a porn star blush but when I would stay it would eventually shift back. I learned my lesson and stopped dating her. Now it seems I have to do the same thing with my current boss.
So five more days of going into the office… should be interesting to see what he comes up with next.
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