I’ve been laying low in the blogosphere during the past week or so, but not because I don’t care. I can’t quit you, WMAG! You know I love you, baby!
But I can quit my job. Which I did. And start a new one. Which I am–this week.
After five crazy years at a very successful and fast-growing ad agency, I found the lure of something different enticing. As exciting and fun as creating websites and email programs for consumer packaged good brands can be (especially ones that help people poop better!), I was ready for a change.
Luckily, the change came to me. I didn’t even have to look for it. My new employer found me through this very blog and wooed me away. It’s nice to be wooed. They dangled expensive diamonds and fine champah-nyah (which to a working mom means bigger bucks and FIVE WEEKS OF PAID VACATION!) in front of my face until I gave in. Yes, I’ll take the sweet gig, even if deep down I’m not sure I really deserve it.
The drunken goodbye happy hour is over now (everyone is grateful), and my first “real” day in the new office–coincidentally in the same building as my old job–lies ahead. I’m looking forward to trying my hand at different kinds of writing and editing and working with a whole new crop of fascinating, funny people. If they turn out not to be fascinating and funny, I can just take a lot of vacations to get away from them. And whenever I miss the old place and my old peeps, they’re just an elevator ride away.
Wish me luck as I bring home the bacon from my new job, and let’s all hope they’re as cool with my blog-blabbing ways as my old one was.