So I had an odd phone call yesterday. It was like Deja-Vu!
If you recall last year or longer my old job in the ATL called and inquired about me coming back- long story short it didn’t work out. I have learned that the guy they hired to replace my former boss (the Deputy DOT Director) felt I was a little of a threat to him so he was the one who killed off that idea, and the Director at the time told me she was trying to allow her new Deputy to flex his muscles?
So late yesterday I get a call from an ATL number (I lost most all my contacts) and its my former Director letting me know that the Construction Engineer position is about to be open (retirement) and she “would love” for me to apply.. Now this is the job I originally took at Cobb County and is one “pay grade/title” below what I was when I left- I was a Division Manager reporting to the Deputy Director. This job reports to the job I used to be in (Division Manager-now filled by a good friend of mine, but he is a traffic engineer so he doesn’t really know construction and pre construction.)
My first words out of my mouth were . I might consider it but I can’t pay to relocate myself back to ATL on my own dime.
She of course said they had “already discussed” that and they could offer me $500.00 !!! (It cost me at least $6,500) to move plus a bunch of other bullshit, and that was us packing, moving, etc) If I do move out of state again I fully plan to not lift a fucking finger.
Plus this position maxes out at $102K and I think when I left Cobb I was at around $98K. She did say she could bring my back at my old salary (2 years ago). Oh joy!
I am torn between being glad I am still thought off and pissed off that I would be expected to eat several thousand dollars in moving, probably tens of thousands when you factor in those real estate fucking vultures to come back and work for that cunt..
As we discussed money she told me that she had really made a hiring mistake with the Deputy Director and she hoped he would “be gone” in another year or so- I guess that was supposed to be some type of carrot on a stick.. I told her I would think about it, but I have no real plans to…………..
However part of me wants to apply and then I can present this to the family, Part of me would like to offer, “Either we stay here and you suck it up and stop bitching at me when you have a bad fucking day or we go back to the ghetto/ ATL and I could put every fucking last one of you back into your life exactly where you were when we left”. I could dig a 4 mile commute again and a $220K mortage..