As my "talent program" 3rd contract drew to an end, I was going to become unemployed at the end of March.
Unemployed in spite of having been the only one out of six in my graduate intake to get 2/2 "exceeds" in the final performance evaluations*
*Didn't do the 3rd one as we already knew I was leaving, but since it was possibly my best assignment out of the 2 it was likely going to be another "exceed".
In a period of downsizing and draconian cost cuttings, bad timing to end my contract was the main culprit, I guess*.
There were a couple of opportunities, but none was a good fit for me.
Software tester, reporting... Yeah, interesting maybe, but not the areas I wanted to develop in.
I wasn't happy at all about it, I liked the company, but that was it.
Let's focus on the positives now.
If I had found a job I liked around August/September, this could have been one of my last spring and summer in complete freedom.
At least while still (relatively) young.
Hence my idea of making it a great summer! :).
*What had happened is that the managing director had changed and now it was all about slimming down.
THE FIRST WEEKEND
The first weekend as a free man I met with H, an American girl in Prague working as a teacher.
She was kinda cute, blue eyes and dark-blonde hair.
I had already met her and her friend for dinner before, with my great Indian buddy and (former) colleague Pratim.
As she looked at me smiling in the restaurant, she told me her BF was scared she would have betrayed him with an Italian guy.
That was either a tease or an invite. In doubt, just keep being cool :). My answer: "oh, I'm not that easy, you have to do better to get a guy like me".
She was real fun, you could have said almost anything without her taking it personally and/or in a bad way, such a great trait!
As we walked from the restaurant towards the bar, she kept turning around and winking at me.
So I knew this wouldn't have been too difficult.
And now back to the present.
As she looked at the pictures on the wall with me in all of them, she uttered "how vain".
If I wanted to be a male chauvinist, I'd say "guess who was the vain guy doing her not many hours later".
Since I dislike machism as much as I dislike feminism, I will not say that :).
H was extremely talkative and actually pretty fun.
The daughter of a rocket scientist at NASA, she seemed to have had a rather wild past.
"My parents always told me to clean my room because the cleaning lady was coming"
"Ehehe then what's the point of having a cleaning lady!"
"I guess what they really wanted to say was please remove from sight bags of marjuana and vibrator.."
Eheheh you just gotta love sincerity eh? :D
As she hugged me after the first round, she asked me something like "do you hug every girl after sex?" I asked if she wasn't used to hugging with her BF, to which she replied "he sweats a lot".
Ehehehe, I know there are some people that sweat a lot from every pore and my mind rushed to many years earlier, to a summer I was playing football every day.
I was losing my balance and tried to hold on a friend by grabbing his arm. But down I went: I couldn't even form a grip, so sweaty he was :).
Ah, life back then, all you needed to be happy was a ball to chase.
Come to think about it, today I was chasing girls rather than balls.
Maybe I'm better off today :)
And my Spring/Summer had just started with a bang :).
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