Today was my first day at the new job. Starting at a new place of employment is always a stressful venture, but it’s even more of a strain when you’re not one hundred per-cent certain that you can even do what you were hired to do.
First, I was given a crash course on the office “customer relationshop management” software package. This is a fancy way of saying “email client”. It’s called Goldmine (if you click on that link, you are as much of a dork as I am) and, while it is a powerhouse with linking the client database with correspondence and updates, it’s a little funky to get used to. Especially when you’re using a Hewlett Packard Pavilion from circa 1902, which runs off steam, and taps out messages in Morse code.
My new computer should arrive tomorrow, hopefully early, and then I can get down to business. I can’t really divulge exactly what I was doing… at least, I don’t think I can. I signed some sort of NDA, and I’m really not sure what I can talk about. One of the sites was running an “e-commerce” storefront that used a form to submit an email containing credit card information to a client. Just so’s you know, that’s far from kosher. So I’m working on that right now.
I could get used to this. Definitely. It’s not changing the world, but it’s giving me a much easier time in paying for school and getting out of debt. 40 hours a week is more than I was doing delivering hot, delicious pizzas to your doorstep, but it’s less irritating, I don’t have to wear a stupid hat, and people don’t call me the “Web Designin’ Dude” when I ring their doorbell. Mainly, because I don’t ring doorbells.
The blog may see less activity. Or more, depending on how things are at work. I know that if I decide not to ever post while on the clock, my weekend entries will be significantly more meaty. Less fluff, more flavor, heartier portions… but you may only get to chow down once or twice a week. All two of you.
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