June 2011
2 posts
About two years ago, I told my boss that we needed to talk. He wasn’t a stupid man by any stretch of the imagination, so he knew something had been under my skin for a few weeks.
I don’t think he was expecting me to tell him that I was leaving my cushy, well-paid job with fantastic benefits, in order to start a software company with a close friend.
After I had finished training up...
Burrito bowl, to go. Easy on the rice. Carnitas, pinto beans, pico de gallo, sour cream, cheese, lettuce, guacamole, and yes, I know there’s an extra charge for the guac.
I’ll take some chips, too.
Chipotle is always my first stop whenever I’m back in California.
Dad’s seventy-third birthday was this month. He’s had a hard life, and he probably doesn’t...