More than a year has passed and I still can’t let it go. I have dreams about going back to my old job and being with my old co-workers having fun and making games. Sometimes the bosses are glad to have me back, sometimes the office has been remodeled to varing degrees, but the theme is still the same: I wish I still worked there.

Ame and I think I miss the socialization most of all. I used to go to lunch almost everyday with Rich and Joel (funny enough they don’t work there anymore either) and others. After losing that job, I occasionally spent time out with Rich and others, and that was a lot of fun. Ame and I like Chad a lot, he’s a good guy. Steve’s a good one too, it’s just hard to schedule an outing with him sometimes – especially now with the schedule that Ame and I keep.

At the job I have now, I get along with most of my coworkers quite well. Alouna, a semi-boss of mine, is awesome, along with several others, but it’s hard to have any interactions with people because the workday is tightly scheduled. When I used to go to lunch with Rich & Co., we were gone “for about an hour,” we came back, and then finished up the tasks for the day. Here, lunch time is exactly 60 minutes, and a friend may be scheduled differently. The upshot is you end up eating alone with no real way to socialize. Or I could just not be trying hard enough.

But who cares? This is a temporary job anyway. I don’t want to stay.

Not long ago, a coworker of mine, Alonzo, had some tickets to Nine Inch Nails that he couldn’t use anymore. They were really attractive tickets, but Ame and I decided to pass. I sent him a message after I came back from lunch

Steneub: Alonso, that’s a no-go on those tickets. Thanks though.
Alonso: k
Alonso: np i just got the slod
Alonso: them sold
Steneub: the slod, is that some sort of std?

Hah!

I Attempted to go to a job fair today. After washing my filthy Steve self, I went online to confirm some details, and it turned out the event was postponed until next Tuesday. So I’m here in some clothes that are a bit nicer than my usual fare (which is usually a black nerd T-shirt and jeans), and no place to be.

To pad my small post a bit, I’ve been trying to beat my high-score in Pac-Man C.E. ever since my last post about it, but to no avail. My average score is getting steadily higher though, and I can only hope to beat the record very soon. I was having the best round yet yesterday, but the pizza guy came and it was time for us to eat. Oh how I wanted to finish that round! C’est la vie…