After much study in my native land of Sri Lanka, I began work for the
Mola Preservation Society as System Administrator. I have enjoyed my
work very much (although there is not much to do around here, and the
people are very strange), and I am grateful to the society for giving
me this opportunity. I am also grateful to the
Universal Life Church for their contribution to this project, although
I am still a practicing athiest. I am looking forward to being fully
vested and getting the hell out of here, perhaps to work for Netascrape.
Namaste,
Enefesdi Varspooli Bhootparamdi
So, with the unfortunate downturn in the US economy, I found myself
nearly fully vested, when -- what do you know?! -- my H1B was not
renewed. I was forced to move back to Bangalore (B2B, as they say) and
returned to my old job tending my family's sheep and making paneer --
most unpleasant work, frustrating (the sheep do not cooperate, and the
paneer is quite stinky business), and not at all lucrative. One day,
as I was straining curds -- what do you know?! -- a man from nearby
Puttaparti offerred me a job writing code and supporting some systems.
Little did I know that the contract was for none other than -- that's
right -- the blessed Mola Preservation Society!!! What do you know?!!
I am back working on my old systems, and writing some new code on a
project I'm still learning about. I'm still figuring it out, but it
seems I am building a UI for some patented code MPS has been working
on. The strange thing is that instead of checking in my code to
the MPS server, I'm supposed to check it into this other server -- and
I'm not to return any calls from MPS. I'm not sure why they are doing
this, but I feel legally protected by the ocean between. We shall see...
Namaste,
Enefesdi Varspooli Bhootparamdi