Sorry, folks, this blog post has nothing to do with Mr. Rushdie's novel of the same name. No this has to deal with the spiritual battle going on the last 3 days. Wednesday night, after work, I got the call that my clearance had been granted and I got my start date. November 7th. Within less than 24 hours the war was on.

I went to work like always, on Thursday, intending to wait until Monday to give my two week notice, especially since I had a mountain of projects and my boss was off on Friday. Well Thursday finds me assigned this mammoth project.

During the call for this project, Satan went to work...with pride.

Pride: Noun - a high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.

My boss assured the customer, he was in good hands, and named me Senior CommVault Administrator, and after the call, goes on to point out that I get the largest grossing projects, because I get it done, fast and perfect every time Gee as if I didn't need more of an reason to dread quitting.

After that I got asked point blank if I was still happy there and having fun. Which I answered yes...since it was true, the new job only means more happiness and more fun.

We keep getting told that giving a resignation would be like screwing our coworkers over.

And so I've been tortured with the notion of screwing over my coworkers, and that I'm too important to quit, and they won't let me quit etc...a whole lot of stress...

I'm mortified by Monday when I give my two week notice. I'm actually more mortified by the reaction than the action. I'm probably going to have to endure a whole lot of complaining, and questions and maybe even some yelling...and then two weeks of probably even more "Satanic Verses"...or lies from Satan...

YAY!!!!!