Saturday, 28 February 2015

Emigrant Developer strikes back! (now up to 20% more developer)

Hello everybody!

Yes,  yes... It has been a long without me, but the waiting will be worthy. I'm back and I'm plenty of good news.  OK, actually I'm just overreacting, I have just a good new, but it's good enough. Well, I'm not gonna delay it longer,  finally I got a job as software developer, and the company looks good.  I've started this week,  and I'm really happy. The company is not a big one, we are about forty employees, but it's been speedy growing, so hopefully, it is a place where I can grow with it. People there is pretty nice, and because it is a small company, everyone knows each other. My duties in there are not just developing but supporting the infrastructure guy. I actually like it, it's an opportunity to know more about systems and not just being a coding monkey. My manager looks clever,  at least in relation to technical knowledge, though I think he underestimates me, but I don't mind at all, since I know that,  sooner than later, he'll can be what I can do.
In the other hand, this job's far away to be The Perfect One. First the wage is in my range, but I know my range is not the highest range I could think in, mainly because  big salary was the last thing which I was worry about. I'm still not worry about it, indeed, but if I have to consider The Perfect One, I have to consider about the salary too. However, the biggest negative point about this job is the situation. It was in a town (outside London city) whose train station is about one hour and a half away from my present home. If this point weren't bad enough, the office location is like five minutes away from there by bus, and this doesn't seem really bad, but the mentioned bus passes through once by hour and I can choose: I can get the office half an hour  early or late...  Or I can go by walk from the station and take more than thirty minutes to get there (probably seeing my bus pass away during the first quarter of the walk). The same trouble exist at ending time.  The bus come to the office half an hour before my proper finish time,  but this is a less critical issue since people there rarely get out at finish time, fact considered by itself as another point to denied The Perfect One title to the job.

In despite of all of that, I'm actually liking the Not Perfect One job, thereby you can be happy for me and I can be happy for myself so everybody's happy. And with such a big amount of happiness I won't talk about what I've been doing since my last publication, although I started to write keeping in mind talk about it. But it implies talk about my last job and it actually achieved The Worst Job Ever,  and I don't mean throw all this happiness away. So probably you never know about how much I hate Benugo (but don't be worry, I hate Benugo, but I loved people whom I worked with and thank them I could go on)

So, in Porky's words "that's all,  folks!".  I don't know when I'll show my nose back here, but luckily it is before than you (or me) think (bets are allowed). 

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