I don’t have too long as West Wing starts in about 15 minutes. I’ve just popped dinner on, which takes 30, and got Kim to wind the big time-reversal handle in the bathroom a bit so I’ve got time for it to cook. We can’t go overwinding it, especially after the last time. If you’ve ever had to take a Dyson to the results of a time rift, you’ll know what I mean.
I’m slightly more awake tonight so further details. My new job title is Implementations Consultant. Which is a posh way of saying Support Engineer, which is what I’ve been for the last 4 years and 9 months. They wouldn’t even let me call myself Senior Support Engineer when I was. Mind you, there were only two of us by then and the other guy was about 25 years older than me, but it’d have been funny for Stu to be a Junior.
Anyways, I got a car sorted today as well. Lease car until I sort out a permanent vehicle, so I didn’t get a choice but it’s nice enough. Toyota Avensis 1.8 T3. I think T3 just means "with all the bells and whistles" except for a means of adjusting the steering wheel which is just too high, but I’m being picky.
It even has a funky navigation system with a woman’s voice who tells you where to turn. Unlike a real woman, if you ignore her, she doesn’t start yelling at you and breaking down in floods of tears, screaming that her mother was right all along.
Which really does take some of the fun out of it.
Said navigation system doesn’t actually know my street, though. It knows the one that mine feeds off, and it knows the main road that it comes off, but it doesn’t realise that there’s a junction there where the roads meet. Which is strange. Fun toy, nevertheless. Best, though, is the 6-CD changer in the dash and the fact that – at last – I can pick up MW and Radio 5 again. Yay!
Work was a little busier / better today, but there’s a very steep learning curve on what I’m doing so I appreciate it’s going to be almost as difficult for them to feed me stuff as it will be for me to take it in. Guess I’ll have to be patient. At least I now have a notepad to jot stuff down in and I know that my internet connection was working from day 1 so I’m making careful use of that. So far I’ve only downloaded drivers for my laptop and information on Oracle. I’ll move onto porn and stuff over the next few months and see where their line is.
A quick rundown of the cast as they stand:
Roy – my boss. Seems like a nice enough guy and about as busy as they come. He kind of reminds me of James Cromwell‘s character in LA Confidential. Mainly in the way he looks rather than the fact that he’s secretly plotting behind everyone’s back and wants the new guy to take the rap for his illicit trade in pimping and drugs. At least I hope I’m right and it’s just the appearance. OK, I’m scaring myself now so I’ll stop.
John – who I sit next to but haven’t really talked to yet, but he sorted out my printer today so thanks for that.
Paul – two desks away and about as busy as a busy person. Bought me a bottle of Dog in the pub yesterday and probably doesn’t realise he now has a friend for life as a result. I’ll scare him with that later.
I’d like to say the next one’s George and then Ringo, but it’s actually Allen. The other chap who came to the pub yesterday and another one who seems to know flipping everything. Sat with him today and went through an upgrade procedure which was fun if you’re as sad as I am.
Pretty much everyone I’ve met has been happy, bouncy, friendly, welcoming, helpful. Part of me’s worried they’re all Stepford Employees so I’ll be watching for loose circuitry and sparking eyeballs.
Oh, there’s one guy caled Keith Gillespie and he is Irish, but I don’t want to seem a tit and ask if he’s related to the pixie who used to play for the Toon.
Things look good so far, but I’m just looking forward to being busier. There’s a sports and social club which I’ll have a look at, nice pension stuff (which I need to sort soon) and even a helping hand with the fees at either of the two local gyms. It’d knock monthly membership down to less than a tenner. Think I’ll have some of that!
Telly calls. Maybe more later, but I’ve got a maths coursework I want to finish tonight so I can head to London tomorrow with a clear conscience. Dirty mind still intact, however. That won’t change.
I didn’t get a choice in the car, just what the rental company gave me. And it’s only a single CD not a changer, the cheapskates. Having used the satnav, I’d not get it in a car I was paying for – it’s pretty crap.
If they find it, they find it! But I don’t intend to end up like Soapy Goldfish and having to move my blog. If things get bad, I’ll start another one up anonymously 🙂
As for being Like BdJ, I pretty much try to detail actual *events* here, not make them up…
Oh go on, look like a tit. You know you want to!
BTW, I found some more ‘Black and White’ mags if you want them?
so will you be telling your new work colleagues you’re a blogger or is it all very Belle du Jour?!
Toyota Avensis? Pah. Daewoo. A Daewoo’s what you want. I’ve got a 10 CD changer in mine, leather seats, sat-nav, the works. Go Daewoo! (Or Chevrolet, as it strangely will be from the end of this month).
Work? Don’t talk to me about work. Please, just ******* don’t.