We had to make an emergency trip back to Tennessee for my Paternal Grandmother's funeral so with the chaos and all, I have been missing my workouts. Not to mention I have been trying to study up for another job.
I'm sorry, but my days at PHONECO are numbered.
I don't think I will get canned, but that is part of the problem. I will be one of the last people left here to suffer through supporting failing products when we finally get our division sold off to someone else. THEN I will get canned. Right now there are exactly TWO of us working support. (2) Seriously. My Big Boss stated yesterday he was confused because we had 350 or so emails a week, 150 or so cases a month and no sales.
You heard that right... no sales.
Obviously this doesn't bode well for me. The hand full of installations which have been performed are eating our lunch as far as resources go. I have read the writing on the wall, so I have been sowing my oats (and if anyone is looking for a VoIP Ninja feel free to let me know). I am spending my days waiting for a callback to see if my BIG LEAD pays off or not.
So anyway, I digress. My weight after my mile and a half return to walking, 318. I'm still on target.
Thank you, God. All praise and glory goes to you.