There's this web-based software at my work called Personnel Manager. And whenever anyone does any kind of training class, it's supposed to go into PM. Mostly this involves a bunch of shitty cutting and pasting and waiting for the web page while it clocks and clocks and finally accepts your entries. In two words: It sucks. But hey, it was all right. I moved my PC down by some people I hadn't seen in a while and spent the morning chit chatting while cut and pasting. So that made it easier.
I also talked to my boss about the deployment team position. As the days pass, I want this thing more and more. In fact, I want it worse than anything I've wanted since I interviewed for the after hours team. I've said it before, but the more I think about it, the better it seems.
I think about going to work in Detroit and walking around to people's desks to do things for them, instead of trying to walk their dead asses through it on the phone. When I try to hit, but miss, I can just say, "Call the helpdesk." And I won't be on the other end of that line. They'll pay me 34 cents for every mile I drive toward Detroit. That's about 180 miles round trip every day. And do you know what that means? It means an extra $1200/mth that goes right into my pocket. I can make TWO car payments for that much extra money, man.
Any good mojo you can send my way on this issue would be greatly appreciated. They are looking for 20 people and some unknown number signed up, but I know my bosses said good things about me, I have the added bonus of already having worked with 2000 to some degree and I'm already in a job position where I am a self-motivated worker. There's no one watching over my shoulder. I do my thing. And that's the sort of person they'll need.
So yeah. That's it. I WANT THIS FUCKING JOB. Bad, baby. Bad.