While it may seem impossible to believe, the extended vacation I was planning to go on next week has been sidelined. I got a job offer Wednesday and they want me right away, so I go to work Monday.
It looks to be a really good job with a really good company with the highest base salary I’ve ever started with on a new job. When the headhunter I was working with made me the offer, he added up the bonuses and the benefits and told me the total package was worth annually about $25K more than I’m making, now. Of course, he didn’t know that the company where I am working doesn’t pay anyone anything, so when I declined the offer and asked for more money, he asked what it was I didn’t like about the job and/or the offer. I told him it was fine, but I just needed more money. The company generously agreed to give it to me.
Years ago I received a job offer for a company and I countered with a request for more money. They agreed and hired me. The entire time I worked for the company, the vice-president to whom I reported told everyone that they hired me because I asked for more money. He said that anyone who was not satisfied with the first offer was the kind of man he wanted working for him. I never asked him what they would have done had I accepted their first offer, without negotiation.
Therefore, when I asked for more money on Wednesday, I didn’t do it for me. The initial offer was fine. I did it for my new employer. I wanted them to know just exactly whom they had brought on board. I wanted them to know they were getting their money’s worth. Now, starting Monday, I get a chance to prove it.
Looking for work is a full time job, as I have said before. Starting today, I have only one full time job, and I have it for one more day. Starting Monday, I’ll have only one full-time job, so maybe I’ll have more time to blog.
At least, that is the plan here in Jimbo’s world.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
mid-year update
Many of you are probably wondering where Jimbo has gone.
“Did Jimbo die?” many of you have asked yourself. “And, why wasn’t I invited to the funeral?”
No, Jimbo is alive and well. I’ve just been busy. Looking for work is a full time job and I have an actual full time job besides, although I am scheduled to be terminated two weeks from Friday, so maybe I’ll have more time to be regular, here. However, Jimbo’s girlfriend has some “honey do” projects for me should I reach my termination date without having secured constructive employment.
I bought a new car in May—at Toyota Yaris. It is MP3 compatible, with a docking port for my MP3 player. Someday I may get an MP3 player, but it is not in my immediate plans. It is a nice car and I’m really liking it.
Many of you are probably asking why a man without employment prospects is buying a new car. “Are you buying a boat and a vacation home too, Jimbo?” those same people are asking.
Ha. Ha.
Well, I just felt like it, and that was a good enough reason.
It’s time to have breakfast, shower and go to work, so that is all for this morning, here in Jimbo’s world.
“Did Jimbo die?” many of you have asked yourself. “And, why wasn’t I invited to the funeral?”
No, Jimbo is alive and well. I’ve just been busy. Looking for work is a full time job and I have an actual full time job besides, although I am scheduled to be terminated two weeks from Friday, so maybe I’ll have more time to be regular, here. However, Jimbo’s girlfriend has some “honey do” projects for me should I reach my termination date without having secured constructive employment.
I bought a new car in May—at Toyota Yaris. It is MP3 compatible, with a docking port for my MP3 player. Someday I may get an MP3 player, but it is not in my immediate plans. It is a nice car and I’m really liking it.
Many of you are probably asking why a man without employment prospects is buying a new car. “Are you buying a boat and a vacation home too, Jimbo?” those same people are asking.
Ha. Ha.
Well, I just felt like it, and that was a good enough reason.
It’s time to have breakfast, shower and go to work, so that is all for this morning, here in Jimbo’s world.
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