The Unbearable Banishment: employed! (well, sort of…)

Monday, April 20, 2009

employed! (well, sort of…)

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job.
And heaven knows I'm miserable now.


The Smiths

I found work. Sort of. It’s a three month contract with a major investment bank in Manhattan. This is an unlikely and improbable turn of events. The investment banking industry is on a respirator. You can count the number of healthy firms on one hand. That I found work at one of the survivors is a miracle. At the end of three months, they can elect to extend my contract or make an offer for a staff position. I got lucky.

But I’m not here to thank the fates. Regular readers will know that that’s not me. If you’re not in the mood to hear it, you’d better click on out right now.

I signed on for a project that will require 10-12 hour days for the next two or three months, I will be making less than I was at Morgan Stanley and because the office is nowhere near Penn Station, my commute will probably top off at 2:15. One way. Do you know what that means?

I will not see The Daughters.

They’ll be asleep when I wake up and asleep when I get home. I’ve gotten quite use to having them in my life and now they’ll stand on the periphery. I know the world is full of weekend dads but I never wanted to be one of them. I’ll miss them terribly but I’ve got a job to do.

Back to the salt mine. Blogging will be light.

10 Comments:

Blogger Jimmy Bastard said...

".....Blogging will be light."

And so will your heart be, now it is free from the stress and the worry.

Good for you pal.

April 20, 2009 at 3:37 PM  
Blogger Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Mate, it's better that you're miserable in work than miserable out of work. The daughters will find it difficult, so will you, but they'll be happier in the long run - because dad will have his confidence back. You'll just be a bit knackered.

April 20, 2009 at 3:56 PM  
OpenID daisyfae said...

perhaps a little heavy on the heart, but easier on the wallet for a bit...

my dad was a 'nights and weekends' guy. and he was my muse, mentor and spirit guide. still is.

you'll find the right way forward. may only be a "for now" thing...

April 20, 2009 at 4:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The girls will adjust kids always do. Seven year old will remember you being home and spending time with them while you were off. The little one probably won't remember.

You have a wonderful wife who will take care of them better than any mother I know. Hang in there work will not always be like this.
MT

April 20, 2009 at 4:28 PM  
Anonymous nuttycow said...

I'm with the lovely Jo. Your daughters will miss you but, on the other hand, they will appreciate those weekend jaunts even more.

Best of luck.

April 21, 2009 at 5:37 AM  
Blogger kyknoord said...

You found a job and you got lucky? Wow, your cup truly runneth over.

April 21, 2009 at 12:43 PM  
Blogger The Unbearable Banishment said...

Jimmy: It’s not just my mind that’s at ease. My wallet feels better, as well.

Jo: Except for a few momentary breakdowns, I found the entire experience fairly enjoyable.

Daisy: Exactly so. See above.

MT: I’ll take it a lot harder than the kiddies will.

Nutty: I always appreciate your good wished. Thank you.

K: They are one in the same.

April 21, 2009 at 1:03 PM  
Blogger Let's Kill Saturday Night said...

Glad something turned up for you.

April 21, 2009 at 6:32 PM  
Blogger ~E said...

Good luck and congratulations about the job.

I should congratulate you right? Because its a good thing...

Right?

April 22, 2009 at 2:10 AM  
Blogger A Free Man said...

Congrats on the gig. I know it's bittersweet. With my hours getting cut, I'm worried about money but enjoying the time with my boy. You're the other way around.

April 22, 2009 at 8:51 AM  

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