30 minutes later I wake up and look at the clock. Knowing that I overslept my snooze time, I rushed up as fast as I could into the bathroom. The rest of the story from here is pretty much a blur. I never said I was a great writer.
Meanwhile, at about 10ish an old co-worker messaged me. He was asking some rather interesting questions, like what was I working on, or what my job title is now. Eventually the conversation ended up leading to his company offering me a job to become a designer for a game still in production. A little more backstory might be needed at this point.
Two former co-workers left and became big-wigs at this new startup company (composed of some rather high profile game developers). Apparently they have been talking about me alot down there, so these people are interested in my abilities. I lied, there wasnt much backstory there at all.
So now I'm sitting here thinking of all the possibilities and options for me. But honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do. I told him to let me think about it for awhile, as this is a rather large choice.
Lunch time came and I began to feel this giant pain in my back and side. It felt as if someone came crashing down on me with a supreme sledge hammer of doom. Needless to say, I'm still feeling it at this moment as I fill my mouth with bottles of asprin.
The story doesn't end here folks.
Later on in the day I was working. Problems came forward on something I was working on, so I asked a fellow co-worker if they could help me figure out what the hell was going on. So in the midst of fixing it, he does an entire code sync to my machine. I knew I should have stopped him before he even opened the program, because I knew thats what he was going to do. (Code sync's usually fix all known problems, programming is wacky) The problem, however, was that I forgot to check out my files from the source control, so when he sync'd, it overwrote all my work from last week. Whoops! I began to replace all the code that was lost from the prior week. He kept telling me sorry, but it wasn't his fault. If I wasn't such an idiot then the events that transpired would have never happened.
During the code repair, I have another fellow engineer come up to me with a machine in his hands. He then tells me, "we want you to turn this machine into an automated client building machine." I look at him and go, "ok?" He proceeds to place the machine in my cube and walks away. I turn on the machine, it's been freshly wiped and reinstalled. However, they forgot to install the network drivers. "Yay!", I said to myself. After a little while I get most of the machine setup, and have to finish the rest tomorrow, then the real work begins...
Dun Dun Dun!
