two jobs, what to do
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2005.04.07
As expected, I now have two job offers to contend with. And my hand has been forced in the matter by one of them demanding an immediate response even though the other isn't ready for me to sign. No matter what kind of management of expectations I've tried, the firm with whom I hadn't even met as of last Friday is pushing me to start tomorrow, and is calling me every couple of hours!
So I've passed up the one in favour of the verbal offer I've accepted from the other. Why does life get like this?
It seems I've wrapped up the latest chapter with Bell Mobility just in time.