My New Life


So what's all this change I was talking about ? Okay, I think everyone has heard my news personally from me, so it won't come as a surprise to anyone reading this to learn that I have recently changed jobs. I left my position at Tektronix a couple weeks ago and have started working at a little Italian company called CommProve, where I will be continuing development on their data visualization product.

Of course this change makes me a bit nervous. I've been doing the same thing for over six years, since I got out of college. I had become comfortable in the job I had planned on only keeping less than a year. But my career was stagnant, and it was time for me to move on. Now that I've been in the new company for over a week, I'm confident I made the right choice.

The kicker of the whole deal is that the company is based out of Ireland and Italy. The office in the US is just getting started. We're currently in a temporary office until our more permanent place in Allen is finished. I went to visit the new office over the weekend, and although a lot of renovation is in order, I think it's going to work out really well.

Some friends were asking why I didn't take more (or any) time off between jobs. It's something I questioned myself, because it was something of a pipe dream of mine to be "unemployed" for a few weeks. Long ago, I actually talked about taking months off whenever I would leave Tek. Well that didn't happen. In fact, my only time off was the weekend between Friday and the following Monday. But that's okay. I could have gone somewhere on a vacation, but the new company is going to be sending me to Italy soon, and really, where would I rather go ? Sure, I'm going to have to work while I'm there, but it's still going to be something of a paid vacation.

Part of this deal is my commitment to learn the Italian language. Since not all Italians are fluent in English, and since I think it's the respectful thing to do if I'm going to be spending a significant amount of time in their country, I've been devoting a certain amount of my free time working through Italian lessons on the computer and listening to instructional audio tapes in the car. How is my Italian coming ? Io capisco un po l'italiano. But I'm dedicated to this, so ask me again in six months.


If Italy is anything like Tijuana, you're gonna have to know A LOT of Italian or yer fucked!

Auguri! Ho bisogno di un interprete.