Although I never seem to tire of talking about how my life sucks lately, I feel it’s only fair to disclose that things haven’t been entirely wretched. Just a few weeks ago, I started a new job. This job can only be described as awesome.

I am doing more of the this-and-that that I’ve always done, but I think I’ve finally found my milieu. Oddly, it seems to be amongst a group of mechanical, electrical and software engineers.

From the get-go, I could tell that my boss appreciated my geeky bent, which is not terribly common in the this-and-that trade that I ply.

I appreciate that he appreciates it.

Case in point, in explaining my background to a colleague he said, “One reason we chose Kiki is her technical experience … building databases and scripting and so on. She’s almost like an engineer.”

Zing!

Now, I fully realize that an engineer saying you’re almost like an engineer is like a creationist saying chimps are almost like humans. Still, I took it as a compliment of the highest order … to be called geeky by someone who pays the bills being a geek. Perchance to dream.

Did I mention, we have a foosball table or that it’s customary for folks to grab a beer out of the stocked fridge at 4 o’clock—every everlovin’ day?

God, it’s good to work with straight men again.