Sugarfree Jazz

An opportunity has arisen at my work. They are looking for 25-30 people for the Windows 2000 deployment team. They want to get everyone in General Motors migrated to the new 2000 build by the end of the year. And they need lots of warm bodies to help them. They have offered these positions to us.

I volunteered for it. It's not for sure that we'll get the positions yet, but they offered them to after hours and the Online 2000 team first because we've already worked with the build a little bit. And it's sounding like about 80% solid that anybody that signed up from our teams will get the positions.

I don't really want to leave the land of milk and honey behind. I love working three days a week. I LOVE IT. But this deployment deal is going to be great. It'll be good in so many ways. I'll learn a ton. It'll look good on my resume. And I'll be able to put things like "Installing, configuring and troubleshooting the Windows 2000 operating system.." on my resume.

There's a lot of travel involved, though. They could send us anywhere out of state. Or they could make us commute to Detroit every day. Commuting to Detroit every day would suck, but being flown to Atlanta to set up some PC's would be sweet. SWEET.

There will be a big powwow after they decide who's on the team wherein they explain exactly what's involved, what would be happening, etc... And I'll have the option to politely decline at that point. But maybe I won't need to... Because it'll be all good.

I hope so. Because I'm fucking sick of the helpdesk. It's a year commitment, though. And I don't want to spend an entire year back in 8-5 hell. Then again, my days won't be dictated by phone stats and idle codes and call tracking and case logging. They'll be more relaxed. I'll have a task and complete it. I won't have to worry about anything else. And that, too, will be sweet. Very, very, very sweet.