vobiblog

Yesterday was the worst day I have had for a long time. I am feeling the consequences of it today. As previously mentioned, I have started working somewhere 3 days a week as a project manager.

While I have been making some headway, the boss had some bad news. Basically the company had been pushed out of a reasonably large deal. This in itself was not a fatal blow, but what followed was. The first head to roll was the Windows tech, which was completely unrelated. Then the boss told the most senior programmer working under me that he wasn’t fired, but he would be in a few weeks. Add this to the fact the office administrator is leaving next Friday, by my standards, the business is in a bit of a mess.

After Xenon, I never wanted to be responsible for fucking with peoples livelyhood. I still remember the day I had to lay off the remaining staff. Just on four weeks into this job and I am finding myself in a similar position.

It also looks like the software development devision of the company will be closed unless the other full time developer and I agree to take on 2/3 ownership, become directors and support ourselves rather than getting a wage. I don’t know what to do. I only took this job because I didn’t want to have to work for myself. Now it looks like I may have to anyway.

So last night, we had a beer, then went to the pub, had a few beers, went back to the office and had a few more. I’m not really sure how I got home. I think I caught the train. I have packet of cigarettes and a few buts on the ground outside that look like they have only had a few puffs taken out of them. I do remember waking up infront of rage at 3am, still very intoxicated.

I had to go into the office to pick up my bike. The ride home eased the hangover a little. I think I need some more greasy food.

My beautiful girl came home today :))))