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Wednesday, December 21, 2021

I’ve always wanted to quote Al Pacino as the tortured Michael Corleone:

“Just when I thought I was out — they pulllllll me back in!”

Ah. That felt good.

Today I went back to my old office at Florida Trend, nearly two weeks after leaving the magazine. But this time, it’s in the guise of a webmastering freelancer.

I’m not shocked that I was called upon to pitch in; I was expecting some follow-on consulting work, if nothing else. I’m a little surprised at the circumstances, though. I guess the person who was supposed to take over my webmastering chores decided not to do the job, and neglected to tell anyone that he wasn’t already working on it. Some confusion, some panic, and a couple of emails and phonecalls later, I agreed to come in on a contract basis.

So I’m coming in to save the day. I’m no hero, though — I’m getting paid for it, and at a higher rate than when I was salaried (although, frankly, I think I should have held out for a bit more).

You might think I could do the work from home, as I’ve got a computer and Web access. Alas, I don’t have the right software tools on my home PC. I might be able to do enough setup from the office to eventually finish up the job via telecommute; but regardless, I’ll still have to go in for at least the rest of the week, and maybe into next week too.

But enough bitching. I wouldn’t have taken the job if I wasn’t looking for something productive to do. The money’s fine, but practically beside the point; I don’t mind a short-term project to occupy my time, as well as a last hurrah with the magazine.

I’d write more about the experience of revisiting, but it’s late, I’m sick, and I need to get some sleep. More tomorrow.

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 12/21/2005 11:45:13 PM
Category: Florida Livin', Publishing
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Yet another moving vehicle around the Tampa Bay area that caught my eye:

Some pressure washing racket (I took a picture of the van with my cameraphone, but it didn’t come out too clearly), with the following slogan:


Um. I’m not overly familiar with the pressure washing field; maybe it’s known for companies that make appointments and then never keep them. Still, “we show up”? That’s supposed to be something to hang your hat on, your battle cry of… I dunno — competence?

I can imagine the interaction with dissatisfied customers:

“Why should I pay you for this lousy job you did? It’s all still dirty!”

“Hey, but we showed up!”

I guess there’s something to be said for aiming low.

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 12/21/2005 11:22:11 PM
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Ah, nothing like having a freshly-sore throat wake you up after three hours of snooze. Even better when you’re the type who can’t fall back asleep once awoken.

I’m running out to get some cough drops. And some (more) caffeine, as I’m working for real money today. (Details on that later.)

by Costa Tsiokos, Wed 12/21/2005 08:39:15 AM
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