Thursday, July 16, 2009
Well, I'm employed, or, at least, I will be as soon as the start-up starts up, or, to be more precise, as soon as the spin-off spins off. Which means I can't say too much about what it is yet, in part for reasons of discretion and in part because I don't know all that much yet.
The guy at the head of the company is tied up in meetings with attorneys and accountants and we've only had two phone conversations, each about 45 minutes long -- one to say, "Okay, good, you're just what I'm looking for" and another to say, "The money is here but I don't have a bank account yet. Or a logo."
The latter was a joke, so I told him my theory that, as the Cheyenne, Arapahoe and Sioux circled the Seventh Cavalry, someone said to Custer, "We need a new logo." He laughed and said, "You're my kind of guy." Apparently he has also been asked about a mission statement, which he also doesn't have. (And the Dilbert Mission Statement Generator is no longer on-line, unfortunately.)
Now, there's many a slip 'twixt cup and lip, but this seems solid and it not only does not require me to buy new clothing but doesn't even require me to move, since it all happens on line and can be done from anywhere. We'll get under way in about a month and, in the meantime, I'll quietly contemplate life, play with the dog and try to finish up a serial story promised for the coming school year while I still have the leisure to work on it.
And that's me on the left. In case you had any doubts.