Monday, July 10, 2006

Hip Hop in Washington DC


What does this posting have to do with the title of this entry? Not a single thing. Maybe just that I hop on down to the subway system each morning and it looks like I have a broken hip.

I have been at this classification consultant job for just about 6 weeks now. Basically, I do not dislike it but then I do not like it, either. Nothing wrong with any part of it except it does involve getting up at 6 a.m., getting dressed, and commuting to downtown Washington DC on the Metro (subway), walking 2 blocks to the office, and spending the good part of the day reviewing position descriptions. I have been asking myself why I am doing this instead of staying retired, doing my volunteer work, and playing golf.

I still do love retirement. There is no getting around that. However, I feel the reason that I am doing this consulting work is mainly for ego. While I was employed for 30+ years at the Old Agency, I, and most other employees, were not appreciated for what we were doing on a daily basis. We worked our 8 hours a day, got a paycheck every 2 weeks, received generous annual and sick leave benefits, received a small annual performance award (usually), but no one really seemed to care we were there.

That has now changed! The HR Manager is glad to let me work from home 2 or 3 days a week, the pay is extremely good – for doing the same work product as I had done 15 years ago – and my advice and guidance is looked upon as being an expert's opinion.

I would like to play more golf. I played golf last Friday with my buddy, Schnickles, who retired from the GSA (Government Salamander Administration) in January of this year. He had initially thought of doing consulting work like me but discovered that he LOVES BEING RETIRED too much to go back to work. Anyhow, my golf game stunk on ice! I kept topping the ball. I guess that comes from moving my head while swinging the club. Any advice on that would be very much appreciated!! Schnickles did okay on his golfing but I was totally humiliated on the golf course.

What keeps me coming back to the job everyday – well, a couple of days a week anyhow? Ego – believing that what I am doing is appreciated and counted on as being from an expert. Money is another reason. Mrs. Ex-Fed and I do not need a supplemental income but if DC Government is paying a very good wage for my expertise, I will certainly take it. I am providing a needed service and am not ripping them off in any way.

How long will I stay at this gig? More than likely, I will stay until around September 1 and then hopefully do some traveling with Mrs. Ex-Fed. Keep watching this space for updates!

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