Crap.

Packed my bags, ready for the plane. I have to crawl my ass outta bed at an ungodly hour so I can be in Portland by 9am. Then a full day of work.

I wouldn't mind, but the manager up there tends to wait until I show up and TA-DA! I've got to haul ass across town or the state and work somewhere else. Joy. I just checked the ol' work email and no schedule for tomorrow. Which means he's going to get surprised becuase I'm going to pound out some gear in the shop and then haul ass for the hotel. I'm not a doctor, but I'm staying at Holiday Inn Express!

The debate comes up, do I drag the 360? I've got GRAW 2, Crackdown to finish and RB6 that needs to have the vet campaign finished. But I also have a crapload of paperwork to do. Do I go to the trouble of hauling it up there for maybe ten hours of play total? Will it distract me from my job? Or sleep? Dilemmas. Tough decision. I had a line on a 15" monitor from one of my customers, but they couldn't find the spare one. My contact said one of the engineers had probably taken it home for some project....this guy thought I would be using it for work. I didn't tell him about my own greedy needs for hi-def in a box. So much for a freebie. May have to breeakdown and buy my own. If I can find one- nobody is selling them that small anymore. It's cheap enough to afford a 17.

The big news is that I met my first Billionaire. He said that it was a mere formality; he meets every employee before an official offer is sent. I have worked with these guys for about a year and help them set up their current system. He said that the guys who are recruiting me speak very highly and he asked about my experience. I don't get flustered, I can sell ice to the Eskimos. I was shitting my britches! This guy made more money before I got out of bed than I'll make in a lifetime and he's asking me if I have any questions. I explain that in the previous interview that I asked as many questions as were asked of me, that I am already invested in the company's success because they are a customer. I am familiar with the vision he is reaching for, I have a definite interest in making the place a success. He looks at me after I tail off my little spiel, kind of gauging my response. I hate being examined like that; it makes me itchy sometimes. I ask him the only question I can dredge up in the hot little corner of my mind:

"Can I borrow your McLaren F1?" (Not really, but I wanted to!)

He said that I'd be hearing from his guys on Monday. w00t!!

FYI:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McLaren_F1 (Boss Man owns #67, Magnesium Silver. Holy crap!)

Have a great week!