I'm sitting in Kaju, a coffee shop on California Street, drinking orange juice and having finished a breakfast croissant. When I leave a large cup of coffee will accompany me.
It's day 1 you see of a new gig. As an evangelist, a pusher, and a geek. Okay, that last part isn't true -- I've always been a geek.
As with all jobs, there's trepidation. Will this work out for me? Will the technology buoy me to success? Will the drive piss me off as much as drives tend to piss me off? Will conforming to a regular schedule play havoc with my identity? Will standing all day, talking about Microsoft and Widows technologies elevate me to a here-to-for unheard of level of geekiness? Will I care?
I'm wearing a thin hoodie over my Microsoft shirt (logo on front breast pocket and rear left shoulder -- coming and going) right now. No need to telegraph, right?
Still waiting to hear on the PT writing gig that may accompany this venture and make my tricky life trickier still for a while (it's supposed to last 5-8 weeks).
9:24 am. My hours are 11:30 - 7:00.