Tuesday August 30, 2005

Move Over Wonder Woman

I'm working for the US support desk now. I was pretty sad to be leaving APAC after all this time. I do miss my Australian and New Zealand customers. This US bunch seem alright though. They seem very keen to get stuff sorted, less laid back than the Aussies (in that they sound less drunk on a Friday afternoon) and I have to say, what the hell are they doing to their poor Sun servers?!? I have never encountered so many weird and difficult problems. The case load is a lot higher on this team, but I don't think I've had a single simple case since I started last week. Either the Americans are a rather experimental lot, or the air over there makes LEDs start to blink.

I'm really enjoying it so far actually. I had a small claim to fame when I took a case for a couple of servers that has been at JavaOne. I felt quite left out of that event being stuck on the wrong side of the Atlantic, but since I got to fix a couple of problems in the aftermath, I feel much better about it ;-)

Job searching is so far not happening. I have this one potential job for a really excellent company in central London, but they haven't given me an answer yet. I thought the interview went really well, and I absolutely loved the place. I am desperate to work there and wish I knew how to make it so. It is exactly the perfect job I am looking for. I will burst if I don't get it! But it is likely I will need to go back for a technical test on network security and firewalls. This worries me. I am quite technically sound, but I am rusty on networking, and without knowing what kind of test it's going to be, I might mess it all up. Well, I can do nothing but my best, I just hope it's good enough.

Trouble is, once I find a job I really, really want I give up searching. I don't want to have too many fingers in too many pies. I put all my eggs in one basket. It's very foolish of me. But I like to hold out some kind of hope and confidence that I'll get it. If I look for something else now, it feels like I'm giving up. Very foolish, as it looks like I have less than two months left here. No official notice has been given, but they have given us a warning to be prepared for that outcome. If I don't find a job I need a rich husband, or to contemplate moving back in with the parents. Neither seem very appealing right now ;D