beeeeep!REPORT: The New JobAbout time I did this.
So, I now work for (apparently) the biggest pension administration company in the UK. The software they use to do their job was written entirely in-house in Progress, hence the need for Progress programmers like myself.
It's quite strange to be in a room full of fifty-odd people all of whom are Progress programmers. I've never seen so many of them in one place before. There's even two women!
gasp!It's still all strange and new to me, as is the fact that I have to wear a shirt and tie, which is uncomfortable for me as I have gotten out of practice, as it were. I've not had to wear a shirt and tie regularly since I was in school. It's annoys me, though, when I see all the men in shirts and ties and all the women in, basically, casual and comfortable clothing of their own choosing. It's hardly fair, is it? It's not exactly news, either.
I haven't quite got to grips with the system, either, which is fine as they said it would take a month or so until I got the hang of it.
It's an hour's drive between home and the part of Sheffield the offices are in, and most of the journey is the last five miles or so to or from the building; traffic is always stacked at rush hour. And where I have to park (there's a seven year waiting list for spaces in the car park under the building) I have to go and move it at lunch because you can only park there for four hours before having to move.
There's no internet access (for me at least) and little else to do when I'm not specifically working (coding and such) so at lunch, while I'm waiting for programs to run or when I feel like I need a few minutes rest to relax my brain there is nothing to do but stare at the ceiling or play Solitaire on my PC.
I'll say more about it if anything changes.
"If you can do a half-assed job of anything, you're a one-eyed man in a kingdom of the blind." - Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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