soxiam

i had an occasion to reflect on my first ‘real’ job today. i keep thinking if i edit it just right there’s a  a sci-fi movie script here somewhere.

• not getting paid for 3 months while your employer shows off his new gold fish collection worth thousands of dollars
• working for 7 years with 18 days off
• saying no to playboy for moral reasons then saying hells yes WWF
• serving the entire sony b2b site off of webstar and tango backend
• new business card: “director of keepin’ it real”
• middle management meetings with free skittles
• heard during a client meeting: “shut the fuck up sox. if i want any shit from you i’ll just squeeze your head.”
• client request: “must be able to access our accounting data fom our VAX machines”
• unsnorted lines of coke in the bathroom
• a chimpanzee AND jerry springer at our tradeshow booth
• shopping for $10,000 cubicles with a dedicated climate system that automatically turned to face the sun
• sheriff’s office seizure notices
• watching a fired sales guy grabbing his personal files and running down the street being chased by vp of sales

i enjoy the strange little signals my body sends out when i’ve pushed it too hard. today it was the inability to hold on to a cup of coffee after a hard ride. my hands were shaking so bad i was spilling it all over the park bench.  just then everything kinda slowed down and i felt like i was observing myself sitting on the bench starring at my hands. and for some reason i just couldn’t stop laughing. few minutes later the shaking stopped and i could remember what my name was again. as i headed home very gingerly i remembered this quote from bjarne riis: “if you don’t wreck the threads by screwing too tight, you will never know how far you can screw.”