Pork Chops Tonight!
So.
Last week was relentless — and oddly (bizarrely even) relentlessly positive. Lots of great meetings, brainstorming over drinks and dinners, a sleep-over or two with my favorite new flavor who even made the bed before he left Thursday morning (!), and a very sudden and somewhat unexpected promotion at work that's a huge bump up in income for me. Effective immediately.
I am now officially in the middle of the road.
I had dinner with an acquaintance the night before salary negotiations for the new job went down, and he said, "is the money really that important?"
I said: First of all. It's not like I just won the lottery. Doubling my income at this point puts me right about at median. Which is not exactly caviar and champagne at Alain Ducasse every night. There's not a lot of glamour in adult ed, let me assure you. So it's not exactly a Faustian Bargain we're talking about.
Don't get me wrong, it's about ten thousand times what they make a year in Malawi. But for Boston? It's just a bit more than getting by. As one salty voke school instructor I knew used to say every payday: it's pork chops tonight!
And I can finally bump up to the next level of Netflix plans: two discs at a time — woo-hoo!
The irony of all of this is that the job I'm sliding right into is one they created during a big reorganization a couple of years ago... from part of the job I used to do. They turned that half of my old job into a full-time gig, but — office politics — I got stuck with the other um, lesser half.
But that's all water under the bridge.
Now, if you'll pardon me, I've got to check on those chops.
Congratulations Mike! I've been following the Victory Garden antics and I'll bet it feels real good when good things come together - especially after that stressful election.
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Well, congratulations are in order so, Congratulations, Mike! That's for both the better position with salary increase, and for finding a guy who neatens up after himself! :-)
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This American Life featured a spot on a schism between the Amalgamated Order of Real-Bearded Santas and the Fraternal Order of Real-Bearded Santas which was eerily reminiscent of the recent fracas in the garden society. Except these beary men actually schismed whereas the garden society managed to reconcile at the eleventh hour. Very funny.
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Congrats, Mr. M! Seems to me 2011 is going to be a very good year for you. Here's to your future!
-T
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Don't jinx it!
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Does that mean no more Billy's Sub Shop?
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Hey. I'm still Jenny from the block.
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Some mates and I are going to Morton's for lunch on Monday. Want to make a 4th?
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Just getting round to reading and posting these! Raincheck?
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Congratulations, really. But I'm starting to fear for you. You may become eligible for the Boston edition of the A-List. You know, season tickets at the Symphony, a board seat at the library, and a plant named after you. The Mennonno ornamental cherry, or something along those lines.
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It's nice to see such an intelligent, good looking guy get some uplifting news. May your new year be full of exceptionally good news!
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I'm late to the party on this post. But, as always, I wish you plenty of pork in your future!!
xo
steve
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Hey thanks Steve!
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