Especially when I've grown more than accustomed to hearing how much of an absolute piece of shit the process row is collectively.
Fwend objected to it adamantly. That much I expected.
Site lead... not so much.
He asked if we could talk about it, and then calmly stood there as I screamed at him on the verge of tears from being so fucking impotent against the force of C'thulu that is EBM.
The end state of that conversation was that site lead reiterated that EBM had done the same thing to him for a year before he got bored and moved on.
"He likes to test people," he said.
That didn't sit well with me.
At all.
Because of that other test I'd had to go through for six weeks just a few short years ago: CPO initiation.
And as Rick had mentioned a few weeks ago, that's what interacting with EBM feels like every single fucking day.
Another day of initiation.
No matter what you say, you're wrong.
And as another interesting parallel: during initiation, you could approach each "genuine" on their own and they'd dropped their facade. Same thing applies to EBM.
Which is another fun thing that happened Friday: I had another demo for this cursed project I've been working for the past year I've been here.
"Is anyone else coming?" EBM asked.
"Nope, just you and me." I said.
"All right..." he replied.
I could tell that he was somewhat frustrated by that answer—or at least, he gave the impression he was frustrated.
But it worked out: project got the green light to finally be pushed to production.
...After one last tweak.
So.
Something that's been in the works for the past four years finally gets past the finish line.
But yeah...
Site lead asked if I'd think about it over the weekend.
And so I did.
And ultimately came up with the decision that I'll stick around, but...
The next time it gets too rough for me to hack it anymore, I'm just going to stop coming in.
It's a less than optimal condition to be sure, but far better than the other thing I'd started considering lately.
So we'll see what site lead has to say about it.
I either stick around or I don't.
And I'm at peace with it.
Because honestly, the two week notice bit is... archaic.
And binding.
Just another one of those things that made me feel trapped.
So either I've already submitted it and I've got nine days left here, or...
I've already submitted it and if EBM continues to go off the rails and/or escalate, I'm just... done.
Either way.
I'm content with my situation.
Which is more than I can say I've felt over this past year.
Short week.
Thankful for that.
Also, Steve: how'd your departure from this place go? Roughly the same?
Hope things are still stellar your way.
(But also I know you're better off just by virtue of not being here.)