I didn't have my job interview today after all. This morning my state manager invited me to have a chat with him, in his office. All the way to his office I went over a mental checklist of what offences I'd committed recently that he'd know about, but decided that I was in the clear, so didn't throw myself at his feet and beg for mercy, or try to blame a co-worker, or offer him a blowjob.
Anyway, somehow he'd heard that I didn't want the new job, and that I was thinking about resigning? Yep, I told him that was what I'd intended to do, so he offered me another job, but I didn't like that one either, so then he offered me another job pretty much doing what I'm doing now, but on a national basis, so I said that I was interested, but I'd obviously need more money? He said that I could have more money if I took the job, so I graciously accepted.
So there you go, for the next 6-10 years I'll be flying around this big brown land staying in motels, driving hire cars, and eating and drinking on the company dollar. Oh, and somewhere in between, I'll be doing as little work as possible. It's kind of hard to be pissed off about it, but I'll try...........