I did it for several reasons. Mostly it was desperation, but also it was a glimmer of opportunity, of expansion, growth, and development... It was also partly greed - not the evil kind of greed, but just that "Yeah I could do cool stuff with that..."
And that's why I moved my family down to Hagerstown, Maryland, and began working for the US Department of Justice in Washington "Crazy-Town" D.C...
It really only took a few months - nay, DAYS - to feel discouraged. It started with two days of 3.5 hours of commuting ONE WAY to/from the city. That's improved to 2-hours, one way... ...if you call that "improvement." It also quickly became an exercise in futility - constantly dealing with laziness and apathy. What appeared an excellent way to develop my career and get an "in" with Government contracting has become nothing more than an effort to stay awake during the full 8-hour day. What little time I actually spend "working" is spent chasing around team members trying to get information that was due days ago and even then often coming back empty-handed. I have certainly proven my age-old adage - "if you make something idiot-proof, someone will make a better idiot." The wife too isn't happy with her job or long commute - and in the end, we're both just miserable.
Anyhoo, that may all be coming to an end. This past Monday I had a significant interview with a significant company (to for-now remain nameless) outside of Pittsburgh, PA. I was contacted several weeks ago by a head-hunter who put me together with the company in record time, and I am expecting a definitive response by week's end.
If approved for the position, I will take on a high-level supervisory role, responsible for establishing a new system of Project Control Management in the main office of a Global company. This is, in a word (or two,) a BIG deal... I will of course be relocating BACK to PA (or as I'm prepared to call it, "home") where I hope to finally be able to settle down, buy a house (with a garage) and fill it with cars.
So, in closing, I'm fixing the bad decision of moving down here. It won't be fun - I just finished registering the last car down here in Maryland. But in the end, it's definitely the best thing to do for myself and my family. Wish me luck - pray to your Gods and/or Goddesses, Mopar-Deities or otherwise...
...and I'll let you know how it goes.
Thanks.
Jeff