Splat.

It went like this:

The recruiter called at about 4. The phone interview was at 5. I asked about deadlines and location and the hiring manager said he’d get back to me. The offer came a few minutes later with the answer that yes, I could work from home part of the time. The usual negotiations took place. Then the recruiter said things like, “Congratulations! You start on Monday!” I told them that it was premature, because after all, the offer came at 5 and now, it was 6:30 and some thinking needed to be done. I needed to sleep on it.

But this morning i said yes, let’s do it.

Computing division, computing section

I’m going to work at Sony’s digital media division in Salzbug starting next week. It’s short project and the hiring manager/project lead sounds like a decent guy. Deadline looming, digital media, new technology, hey ho, let’s go.

It means a delay in our return to the US, which is totally unplanned. Tickets must be changed, vacation days rescheduled. But I am always up for an adventure and when one hurls itself out of nowhere at you, it seems best not to duck. Splat. Oops.

With the Aigen Ukulele Players Club in swing, school, and now, a job, I seem suspiciously residential. I feel like a trick is being played on me. But I am not fooled, oh ho no. Austria, you are trying but I’m still going back to Seattle in the spring. Just late spring rather than early. Me and the von Trapps, escaping over the mountains from the evils of… what, exactly? Contract jobs that allow telecommuting? Ukulele playing neighbors and their generous, liberal parents? Wacky classmates from Kosovo and Acapulco? What? Huh?

Stupid Austria. Quit smirking, you know who you are.