Here I sit on the bus for the second time in as many days. For those of you who haven't yet heard, I've started a new contract. Well, I guess you could call it a contract. I got screwed into a W2 contract, which is almost as bad as a full time job. The taxes are every bit as high. The only saving grace is that I'm paid for the work I do, unlike those poor fools on salary stuck working 50, 60, or 80 hour weeks and not making a penny more than the slacker sitting next to them who makes no extra effort.
So the pay sucks, but the commute is worse. In order to arrive in time for my 8:30 daily status call, Brittany and I have to leave the house by 6:30, so that I can drop her off at school and still have time to drive 20 minutes to catch the bus at 7:00 to get to the train station by 8:00 to get to the office by 8:15. The return trip is just as bad.
So why am I putting myself through all of this? Two reasons. First, I need the money. My last gig had slowed to the point where I wasn't making enough to live on. Second, it'll look real good on my resume. I'm going to be doing performance analysis and capacity planning for a bank with 27000+ servers. It's huge! It's a great stepping stone on a career track towards becoming a Systems Architect large companies pay top dollar to have come in and plan a new system.
Anyway, my train is arriving, so off I go!