Nobody asked me, but...

... NewGuy and FutureStar are slipping toward the dark side. A place that I am currently residing at DeltaHouse (not publicly, or course, but still). I've had three separate people ask my to talk to FutureStar to see how she's doing, and she's not talking. But then I asked what she's working on, and a lot of it is her equivalent of mixing together oil and water. NewGuy asks me questions about certain things, and I'm truthful with him about it, and the new-guy-gleam is starting to wear off, I can tell.

... I'm slightly enjoying the previous point. Just a little. I feel like they're on my side (kinda).

... Knob (the IT guy) is either a tragic hero to be sympathized with, Sisyphus, or totally incompetent. I can't decide which.

... I just finished reading a book that is straight-up ironic, considering my blog. Check out Jeremy Blachman on amazon.com to see what I mean.

... My exit interview will be posted on this blog. Being that the actual exit interview will never actually happen if I do leave.

... Employees that have personality issues that I have to cater for fall into one of two catergories: eccentric genius or moron.

... If you ride a motorcycle to work, and talk about your motorcycle incessantly, you are proclaiming, "There is nothing else interesting about me!"

... HR is the only occupation that varies as much as it does from company to company. Some companies see it as filling out forms, others see it as a key strategic postion within the organization. No other position in a company is as varied.

... I tweeted that I had a phone interview. Here's how it went in baseball terms: two down, bottom of the ninth, score tied... I crush a home run... and shatter my ankle in five places twelve feet before home plate. The question: "How much do you want to make?"