What the title says. The commute to MLA has been worse than I thought it would be when I took the job back in June 2011; what with having to take Peggy to her job in the morning too (for those who don't know, it's a long story involving medical reasons for not driving, and train and bus schedules not lining up conveniently), I'm driving about two hours to get to work every morning. It's grinding me down majorly. (There are a couple other reasons, but that's the main one.) So... once I'd given MLA the year my sense of honor required me to, I began looking for a new position.
I had my first real bite early last week, and it turned into an avalanche -- initial phone interview on the road home from work last Thursday night (8/2), a face-to-face interview less than 24 hours later (with supervisor, IT head, and CEO in rapid succession), an offer less than four hours after that, and me accepting (and emailing a scan of the signed offer letter) before 10 PM. I gave my notice at MLA on Monday, and I start at the new place on the 20th. The money's the same, but I'll be commuting far less, and spending less on gas and auto maintenance, so my effective take-home will be a bit higher.
Since everyone was so interested in my job search from 2009-11, I just thought I'd let you know.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
I had my first real bite early last week, and it turned into an avalanche -- initial phone interview on the road home from work last Thursday night (8/2), a face-to-face interview less than 24 hours later (with supervisor, IT head, and CEO in rapid succession), an offer less than four hours after that, and me accepting (and emailing a scan of the signed offer letter) before 10 PM. I gave my notice at MLA on Monday, and I start at the new place on the 20th. The money's the same, but I'll be commuting far less, and spending less on gas and auto maintenance, so my effective take-home will be a bit higher.
Since everyone was so interested in my job search from 2009-11, I just thought I'd let you know.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.