Home Alone
Things are chugging along better at work. I moved some more stuff through the pipeline, and laid the groundwork for what I need to do early next week. Thing seem to be looking up there.
I haven't talked in much detail about my workplace, and I'm not going to start here; putting up many details about my cow-orkers on the Web would I think be too compromising of them. (I've already stuck my neck out about myself in past entries.) I've been there three-and-a-half years, which have been mostly good years. When I started there in mid-94 I was on a team of 4 people, and the company had 67 people. Now my team has 25 people, and the company is pushing 300 people. Pretty good growth! Epic is 18-or-so years old, but didn't really hit its growth spurt until shortly before I joined.
While one might argue that the company does have its problems, in reality I don't think it has many problems that other companies in similar circumstances don't have. Managing such rapid growth is not easy, and I can truthfully look back at some of the challenges my cow-orkers and I saw in 1994 and see that they have been overcome. So we're doing something right.
Which isn't to say that I wouldn't make certain changes, if I could, but my power is limited. I think I've mentioned before that I had the implicit opportunity to move into management, and decided not to. The advantages weren't worth the drawbacks, to me. But I do what I can to nudge things in the directions I'd prefer.
I have never been much of a group person - I think an outgrowth of my discomfort around people I don't know reasonably well. And I find my dislike of groups is growing stronger as I get older. With only a few exceptions, I find I don't like hanging out with groups of more than three other people. The exceptions tend to be focused gatherings: Gaming sessions, or book discussions. No, I don't feel especially comfortable at science fiction conventions; this is probably why I most enjoy the programming and the dealer's room, rather than just hanging around. I'm not much for "just hanging around".
Anyway, I've spent the evenings reading (and petting the cats), playing around on the net, doing laundry, and having some hot chocolate. A nice, quiet evening home alone.
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