Never Do Business With Family
Ever loan $20 to your brother and expect it back?
I don't dislike the family, but the saying is true.
But this post isn't about the small stuff.
I decided to leave my job for another one. I'll get 80% more pay and bennies like I made in the old days, pre dot.com implosion. I should be happy...
Mark is my best friend outside of my marriage. I've known him since 1985,. when we worked together. Most work relationships don't last past getting another job, but we've held on. Strangely, we have little in common - I write stories, he writes software. I just sat here for 5 minutes trying to write more 'me versus him' examples, but the first one really says it best. What we have in our friendship is a comfort level that allow us to peer into each other's world and not compete. He's been the stable one, where I have been more ... flighty? I seem to keep searching for the next adventure while Mark know what he does best and sticks with it.
Which is why the latest adventure is making me sick.
Mark hired me to work for his company almost 2 years ago. He couldn't afford much as he was on a mission to grow the company from a one-man operation to a mature business, requiring my design skills and the help of others. I love what I do in the engineering world, and though I'd rather be a full-time author, this pays the bills usually. Well, this job didn't pay all the bills, and I fnally - out of necessity - allowed a recruiter to tell me about an opportunity to do pretty much what I do for Mark, but without the drain to my savings.
I could say "Well, he knew I had to keep my eyes open for other work," but did I? My relatives tell me I have to look out for 'number one' and "you gotta do what you gotta do," but except for my wife Debbie, who else is number one? He's being stoic and wants me to help him out part-time so as not to cut off the work relationship - I wish he'd get pissed and yell at me so I'd feel good about looking out for my bottom line. I feel like a rat fleeing a ship that's not sinking - the rations have just run a little low. Jeez, I'm not even writing this very well.
See what I mean about family? Mark is family and I should be happy to score a better gig. Right now I am a little ambivalent. In time, maybe things will be OK, but right now I feel greedy.
I don't dislike the family, but the saying is true.
But this post isn't about the small stuff.
I decided to leave my job for another one. I'll get 80% more pay and bennies like I made in the old days, pre dot.com implosion. I should be happy...
Mark is my best friend outside of my marriage. I've known him since 1985,. when we worked together. Most work relationships don't last past getting another job, but we've held on. Strangely, we have little in common - I write stories, he writes software. I just sat here for 5 minutes trying to write more 'me versus him' examples, but the first one really says it best. What we have in our friendship is a comfort level that allow us to peer into each other's world and not compete. He's been the stable one, where I have been more ... flighty? I seem to keep searching for the next adventure while Mark know what he does best and sticks with it.
Which is why the latest adventure is making me sick.
Mark hired me to work for his company almost 2 years ago. He couldn't afford much as he was on a mission to grow the company from a one-man operation to a mature business, requiring my design skills and the help of others. I love what I do in the engineering world, and though I'd rather be a full-time author, this pays the bills usually. Well, this job didn't pay all the bills, and I fnally - out of necessity - allowed a recruiter to tell me about an opportunity to do pretty much what I do for Mark, but without the drain to my savings.
I could say "Well, he knew I had to keep my eyes open for other work," but did I? My relatives tell me I have to look out for 'number one' and "you gotta do what you gotta do," but except for my wife Debbie, who else is number one? He's being stoic and wants me to help him out part-time so as not to cut off the work relationship - I wish he'd get pissed and yell at me so I'd feel good about looking out for my bottom line. I feel like a rat fleeing a ship that's not sinking - the rations have just run a little low. Jeez, I'm not even writing this very well.
See what I mean about family? Mark is family and I should be happy to score a better gig. Right now I am a little ambivalent. In time, maybe things will be OK, but right now I feel greedy.
posted by deanlilja at
1:10 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home