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I Have A Career Path?!


(Edit: Ok, this is turning into a long one. It will prolly be pretty boring for most of you. Sorry. You could just not read it and wait till I post another link to something funny or make some snide comment about something. It's bound to happen soon. :))

I got a decent bonus and a pretty cool pat on the back from my manager at work this week. (It was sort of a surprise, but now in hindsight I must admit I should have been expecting a bonus. In reality, though, I guess I thought surviving Tiger might have been it's own reward. heh.) I thanked her and we had a pretty cool chat. I was feeling pretty good about myself after that.

Then, I had a conversation with my manager's manager to thank him for the bonus too, since that's just the way it works. We had an excellent conversation about my career, how much I'd grown professionally over the last couple of years and possible promotion possibilities somewhere down the line. (As The Girl put it after I relayed the conversation to her: I'm on the short list!) It was a nice validation of the time and effort I've put in here, not only on the Tigers and iTunes and other less glamorous projects... but in trying to help guide and, well, manage things.

Well, there. I said it. The M word. That's the type of advancement he was talking about. There might be a management type position somewhere in my future here and I've been chewing on that thought for the last few hours. You see, I never wanted to be a manager. Please, pardon my ego here for a minute (I think you can do that much for me, I don't actually brag about myself much, if ever. Usually when I do, it's in jest.) I like being a star individual contributor. I'm the senior engineer in the group, the guy that handles the OS (look, I'm not the only one in my group who works on the OS... but I am the guy who was on point) and I feel like the go-to-guy for my manager. It's really kinda cool.

In fact, you could go as far as to say I used to explicitly NOT want to be a manager. However, over the last year, I've helped my manager adjust to her new position and have had a big part in guiding the direction of the group from both a technical aspect as well as a process and responsibility aspect. Working with my manager has really been great. She's really good at her job and has kind of shown it to me in a new light.

I figured I'd be an individual contributor engineer type for as long as I stayed here, but now I am not so sure. I like to think I would make a good manager, and that's prolly the most egotistical thing I've said so far since I am pretty critical of management generally and think it's a very hard job. Well, it's a hard job to be good at. Heh.

Also, I'll admit it... the other M-word is money. I make a pretty decent wage, but this route would open up the possibility for that figure to grow... dramatically. I'm not very greedy, but as a geek with gadget/techlust and a penchant for expensive wine/food AND the fact that the Bay Area is a very expensive place. I'd like to have a house sooner rather than later. That's gonna take some dollars.

Lastly, I'd like to thank all the little people that helped me get this far. Ah, who am I kidding? Screw you guys. I fought tooth and nail to get here.

Ok, too much? :) Seriously though, I do thank the friends and coworkers who've helped me over the years and Annette for being The Girl and putting up with my insane work habits. :)

Sorry, got a little sappy there at the end. I now return you to your normal snarkiness already in progress.