Farewell, Sprint
It's my last day, here at Sprint. They'll be by to pick up my pager, and officially disavow any knowledge of me, sometime a little later. Until then, I guess I should remove suspicious files from my laptop, and uninstall any "non-Sprint" software I have so rebelliously installed. It feels odd, being here for what I know is the last time. It kind of feels like every day, except that I'm wearing more casual clothes.

I have enjoyed this job- don't get me wrong -but I will be happy to leave the meddling managerial policies, the overarching invincible hand of HR, the tiny, "prorated" payraises, the incompetent 40-year olds who make three times what I make, the late oncall hours, and the miles and miles of red tape involved in doing anything, within this company. I will miss, however, the people with whom I work, and for whom I work, the work that I do, the confidence that my coworkers have in me, riding the bus to work, defying standards with better faster solutions, and Buttercrumbcakes.

Farewell, Sprint. I wish you the best of luck, but I don't think it'll find you.

Gary_Forsee spoiled the calm with:
God speed, young Bahua, we hardly knew ye!

9:19 PM, Mar 16, 2004

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