Kvetching: 'Tis a poor worker who blames his tools, but my (brand-new) work machine was frankly a lemon. It started with it showing up two weeks later than it should have (delaying my start date and forcing me to spin wheels in a different office), and culminating with it being replaced entirely a bit more than halfway through my time there. Without all that disruption, I think I'd have been a lot farther along on the project at the end.
Still, I gave them a solid basis that they can work from.
I learned a lot on this job -- not just the nitty-gritty of converting CAD to GIS (a skill in some demand, it seems) and the general basics of water and sewer utility mapping, but also how to operate in the private sector. Definitely time well-spent -- and money well-earned.
My boss at the civil engineering firm got me in touch with someone doing bathymetry mapping of San Francisco Bay, who needed a GIS monkey to help put a model together -- alas, the gentleman assumed that I could provide GIS software of my own. Unfortunately, my own dubiously-licensed two-versions-old copy of the industry standard software crashed every time I tried to fire it up. Even if it had worked, the project required extension software that I never had available.
I shall be e-mailing my regrets later today.
(Those regrets are few in number, but proffering my "wistful shrugs" to a prospective employer is rather less politic. I'm no fan of telecommuting; it's too hard to convince one's family you have a Real Job when there's no obvious difference between Sitting At The Computer Working Hard and Sitting At The Computer Goofing Off. Worse, it feels like homework that never ends.)
I do have other prospects; the half-a-dozen or more job sites I signed up with back in the spring continue to flood my mailbox with jobspam, and several local GIS positions have popped up lately. Better yet, every single one of them is coming through the headhunting firm that contacted me while I was still in negotiations for the civil engineering job, so I already have a contact in place. I will be telephoning him later today to inform him of my availability.
Last night, we grabbed some dinner from Panda Express. I forgot about my fortune cookie until this morning -- when I cracked it open, the fortune read:
Well, then, I guess it's settled.
All in all, I'm treating this week as "a few days off" rather than "ZOMG UNEMPLOYED AGAIN WOE WOE WOE".