So for those who aren’t in the loop I have a new job! yay…at last after eight years in the same building with the same people I’m moving on to pastures new. I’ll start up at my new place on Nov 24th and I’m pretty damn excited about it! Don’t get me wrong I’m really thankful for the experience and opportunities I’ve had with my present employer but its definitely time for a change. I’ve been stuck in a rut for some time now and because of that I’ve not been happy most of the time and probably lost a bit of my self respect. It feels pretty good to know I have skills that someone else wants in their organisation and to have a job offered to you after a fairly gruelling recruitment exercise well it makes you feel pretty cool about yourself.

It was commented today by a good friend (Scott) whilst I was tweeting from the office about how I was not enjoying my last weeks that I have a bad case of “short timers disease!” I’d not heard the expression before so had to look it up on google. The Urban dictionary gives two definitions.

1. short timer

That bastard co-worker who found a better job and no longer gives a shit about shit.

2. short timer

After turning in your resignation, you end up not giving a damn about your job during the remaining two weeks notice you gave them
“Sure, I’m leaving and gave two weeks notice, but I REALLY want it to be over NOW. I have short timer disease”

LMAO - yeah I think I have short timer disease!!