An interesting thing happened today... I got a call from an ex-coworker. When an ex-co you haven't heard from in years calls you, that usually means one of two things-- they're looking for a job or they have one for you (and it's yours!) if you're interested. It was the latter. Now, two things. One: It involves moving down to Pasadena. Now Pasadena is not necessarily a bad thing, even if there's a Cursed Place thereabouts. Remember those? MWAHAHA!! Who the fuck cares? Not moi. Pee is much closer to Hollyweird and the clubs, not that I foresee going to any club anytime soon because, Jesus, who the hell goes anymore anyway? Exactly. Two: The job is Quality Assurance which is non-bench. "Bench" is... when you picture "a chemist" what you (most probably) picture him/her doing... that's bench. It's all I've done since after I graduated. QA is monitoring the bench folks. It's making sure bench complies with SOPs and regulations and et cetera. Okay, so it is very tempting. All of a sudden, I'm like, Hmmm... I don't know.... I have till September to think about it... eight months to think about moving geographically and financially. To be honest, thinking about the changes and the possibilities make me smile right now. Change is good, like I always say... We'll see... it's nice to have something to think about. I really still want to be a Gundam pilot though... or better yet, an EVA pilot. Mwahahahaha!
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