Ice Cold

i did it. took the plunge. bit the bullet. i am moving to BP.

the rest of my month looks about like this. i will be doing about nothing for the first half of the week while i get all my belongings out of the office. thursday is looking like golf in the morning and driving to the beach in the evening. beach for 10 days, all of which i will be unemployed. then back to it on monday Aug. 2nd.

south east here i come. the secritary in my new office was kind enough to give me a view of "the crack heads across the alley playing horseshoes". i like horseshoes, i wonder if they will let me play?

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this post is mainly more for me than for you, my loyal readers. it is a release. it is a bit of soul searching. when is it a good time to move on in life? one day do you wake up and decide i need a new job, house, wife?

all of these thoughts are being sparked by the opportunity to take a new job with BP. an offer that was as good as gold until the company you are with decides to offer the same thing allowing you to keep your comfortable little nest you have grown so accustomed to. we are not talking money here, they are both pretty comparable, we are talking about career growth, and again both line up the same.

i have come to the decision that i am very bad at making BIG decisions. i tend to mill them around in my head until there is nothing left but a mushy pulp. you cant do much with a mushy pulp of a decision.

that being said, i have to make a decision comparing a few things:
1. quality of life - do i want to work 60+ hours a week? drive to SE DC? wear suits and be up a clients ass 24/7?
2. do i go for the prestige of BP vs. the no name of PPC? - this means a lot when you look past the upcoming position at name recognition for the following job.
3. bird in the hand vs. two in the bush - i hate that expression, but it fits. current company is offering what i want right now. no questions asked. BP i have to prove myself, establish contacts, make friends, and bust ass to get a chance of having what is offered here. but if i get there, it is major for me.

like i said at the beginning of this mind puke, this is more for me. however i am always willing to take advise. if you have a nugget you would like to drop, feel free.

either way, thanks for listening.

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the time has come to leave this simulated dream world of a company. well, that is what it used to be anyway. things have changed. people have changed. i am not too sure if it was for better or for worse, but different.

on a happier note i will be joining in the rank of hollywood cole over there at BP. of course it is in South East DC. anyone who knows me can probably make bets on how many times i will wet myself on the way into the city a week. $20 says 3 times in the first week, 2 times each additional week, and one big duece in my Dockers the first day i work late.

so i bid a fond farewell to the MTV real world of PPC and hello to the corporate real world of BP.

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so surprisingly enough i am having some issues coming up with more CaddyShack references for my blog title. i now have one of two options.

1. i can watch the movie again (done)

2. you people can comment.

i know you read. why no comment? huh lomie? huh Jr.? what about you kimber? and pops, you are just lazy! brent, jamie, come on guys. my fellow bloggers that read this post and actually comment are starting to get the impression that i do not actually have other friends.

maybe i don't... think about that!

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with the up coming 4th of july weekend, i know all of you are looking to go see your family, friends, psychiatrist, or whathaveyou in hopes to catch a glimps of the fireworks being displayed by the government, chevrolet dealership, your uncle cletus, or whathaveyou. this means you will be on the road. i must stress this point, and i cannot stress it enough.

IT IS MY BIRTHDAY, GET OFF THE FREEKING ROAD!

now that may be just a little selfish of me. maybe everyone traveling on I95 S from the hours of 6pm to 8pm (not sure when i am leaving). it is not a lot to ask. if you see a big white HOE coming, just pull over. i have seen you all do it for police, ambulance, firetrucks, treat his with the same courtesy.

i guess it is one of the few downfalls of having our nation born on the same day as me. one thing my parents probably never concidered. most people can tear off to the beach on their birthday weekend with little or no hastle. i have never had that luxury.

i leave you with this. i hope you all enjoy my birthday, you should, it is a great day, but please be conciderate to people like me and tucker, for we have a burden unimaginable to those with regular birthdays.

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