Having managed to migrate my old employers to a proper email solution – one fewer Domino servers in the world has to be a good thing – I’ve now moved on to a new contract back in Wellington’s CBD.
Took a couple of weeks to line something up despite the job boards being busy, which got a little worrying. Had a good lead with Ministry of Coughs and Sneezes but despite telling the pimp they had chosen me from the candidates it never progressed to a contract. Thankfully the Ministry of Flying Safely came along with a three monther, which I started last week.
I’m backfilling while they hire a replacement for an engineer that’s moving to a new role elsewhere – to my first Kiwi employers no less … Wor Lass’ assertion of Wellington as “a city that thinks it’s a village” isn’t far off the mark….
I had three fairly intense days last week trying to get to grips with the client and its infrastructure and suck information out of the guy’s head before he left. Apart from uncomfortable chairs, colleagues all around me eating crunchy foods (my phobia is widening from just apples to include celery, carrots and other crunchables) and ridiculously slow lifts (right up to the 15th floor) it’s looking promising so far.
Not enjoying wearing face masks on the train though, makes for some awkward juggling of coffee cup and book to sneak a sip; plus the foggy glasses issue makes it difficult to read. Still, if that’s the worst thing I can live with it until we all get jabbed up.
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