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Friday, November 05, 2004

I'm In

I got the job. The physical and drug test were a breeze. When TDS called me back and told me the news I was very happy. Only a couple of weeks had passed since my interview session at the site and during that time I decided I didn't have any moral or ethical complications about working on weapon systems. I was actually looking forward to being involved in the realm of classified technology. I spent some evenings on the roof of the B Street house drinking beers and watching cars and people pass by. As I sat up there invisible to everyone below on the street I thought about what it would be like making bombs and missles. I didn't really feel bad or weird about it. I felt nothing actually. I still don't know if that's what I will actually be doing since they haven't given me any more details about what they are up to. Shouldn't make much of a difference to me.

The Closed Area supervisor told me that the managers in the commercial departments were fighting with her to get me, but she won out and I start working for her in a few days. That made me feel pretty good about myself. You can't have a better situation really, managers fighting over who will get to have you in their department. Right now I'm optimistic that this will be a good long term permanent job. I'm getting real tired of flaky companies who don't treat their people well. Only time will tell if this place is worthy or not so for the time being I'll just have to keep my fingers crossed.

I didn't talk much with Jennifer about what I will be doing once I'm in TDS. She only cares that I'm employed and nothing more. She knows I won't be working those lousy late night hours anymore so this job is already a huge improvement as far as she's concerned. Hope it works out.

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