1999 and 2000 were very stressful years. In 12 months, I experienced 3 family members in the hospital, the death of my father, the breakup of a relationship I thought would lead to marriage, the loss of a job I'd held for 18 years, and the beginning of a new job.
The new job: administrator/bookkeeper for my friend Gerry's start-up company. (I shall ask him if he knows you!) He did Java training, and he was developing a product (which never did get finished).
I was taken to Java One as a Booth Babe for the training part of the business. Every day, I returned East Coast phone calls from 6 to 9 AM, worked at the booth all day, went to whatever company dinner I was expected at, and collapsed exhausted at night.
The final day, I ran into a West Coast friend who dragged me to some of the parties that night. (He was celebrating the sale of a product, that very day, that made him suddenly wealthy.) I stuck around San Francisco for a few days to hang out with my family, see friends, and give out a music award in memory of my father.
As I lay on a friend's massage table that week, it suddenly hit me that I was too tired to go on. My friend was talking about how she had quit her corporate job a few years before to take care of a sick parent. I realized that it was possible to just stop, even though I didn't know what would happen next.
When I got back to the city, I told Gerry that I was taking the summer off. I never went back. That was almost 7 years ago.
Well, congratulations on acceptance of your paper.
As for going to JavaOne - well, I don't like it when these things get to big. I went back to SuperComputing in 2006, and it was just far too big. I ended up spending most of my time dragging people offsite for coffee and conversation.
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Date: 2007-04-21 12:58 pm (UTC)Java One in 2000 was the Last Straw when I quit my day job to become a bum for as long as it took for me to stop being exhausted. Were you there?
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Date: 2007-04-21 01:09 pm (UTC)What were you doing at JavaOne? Were you in a computer field? Tell me the story of the Last Straw!
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Date: 2007-04-21 02:21 pm (UTC)The new job: administrator/bookkeeper for my friend Gerry's start-up company. (I shall ask him if he knows you!) He did Java training, and he was developing a product (which never did get finished).
I was taken to Java One as a Booth Babe for the training part of the business. Every day, I returned East Coast phone calls from 6 to 9 AM, worked at the booth all day, went to whatever company dinner I was expected at, and collapsed exhausted at night.
The final day, I ran into a West Coast friend who dragged me to some of the parties that night. (He was celebrating the sale of a product, that very day, that made him suddenly wealthy.) I stuck around San Francisco for a few days to hang out with my family, see friends, and give out a music award in memory of my father.
As I lay on a friend's massage table that week, it suddenly hit me that I was too tired to go on. My friend was talking about how she had quit her corporate job a few years before to take care of a sick parent. I realized that it was possible to just stop, even though I didn't know what would happen next.
When I got back to the city, I told Gerry that I was taking the summer off. I never went back. That was almost 7 years ago.
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Date: 2007-04-21 03:10 pm (UTC)As for going to JavaOne - well, I don't like it when these things get to big. I went back to SuperComputing in 2006, and it was just far too big. I ended up spending most of my time dragging people offsite for coffee and conversation.
FYI
Date: 2007-04-21 08:29 pm (UTC)Re: FYI
Date: 2007-04-21 10:15 pm (UTC)Re: FYI
Date: 2007-04-22 12:15 am (UTC)Re: FYI
Date: 2007-04-22 10:05 pm (UTC)Well, then.
Date: 2007-04-23 10:33 pm (UTC)