Had my (annual) dinner with my boss tonight.
Dinner ran for about 4 hours, with around 1 hour of social chit chat and 3 hours of work discussion. I talk to him every couple of weeks normally (I love my job) so this isn’t a “let’s catch up on the year” thing, just a chance to actually talk face-to-face. Still, it’s nice to get that impression that we’re mentally aligned about what’s important and where we’re going, and it’s even better to do that over blue cheese pizza.
My conclusions after our long talk are varied, but the most important one is that I have absolutely no interest in having his job. As far as I’m concerned, I’ve got the best job in the company–so the only things you’ll hear me complain about are people/processes that stand in the way of my doing that job, and the fact that some people (i.e. upper management) get paid more than me. (And since I’m not willing to do Jim’s job, I guess I don’t get to complain that he gets paid more for doing it.)
Tomorrow night is “going into real Boston for niche bookstores” night. It turns out that one of my new coworkers has the book bug almost as bad as I do, so we’re going to hit some bookstores and then some bars. Good stuff.
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