Well, it was a bit of a day on the “new start” front yesterday.
First of all, I had a long meeting with my "personal relationship manager" at the bank. His name’s Dave (really), and he’s 6’7” and looks like a bouncer. We’re quite good mates nowadays, and he was reminding me of the first time we met. It was in my old office down in NML’s neck of the woods, and he was telling me what I should do to the bloke my wife (as in ex-wife) was shagging. And he was horrified that I was planning to let her have all our money… mind you, in retrospect I’m horrified too. Oh well, you can’t take it with you…
Anyway, I’d put together a project plan for the next couple of months, and he seemed genuinely interested in what I was intending to do between now and the launch. We chatted about the new business generally, and he ended up almost as excited as I am. So I left feeling pretty good about things.
Then, later in the afternoon, I appointed my accountant and instructed him to get all the work done to get the new company set up, register if for
Aside from that, I seemed to spend most of yesterday messing about on the computer, which meant that I did fuck all in terms of work for my present employers. The trouble is, I’m still intrigued by this blogging phenomenon, and quite enjoy browsing new blogs and (especially) exchanging the odd email (some of them very odd) with people who I've struck up a bit of a friendship with.
This leads me to today, because at I’ve got a meeting with both the Group HR Director and Dick, to finally agree the terms of my severance package. It’s a tough one to get right, because I have to play hardball to get what I want, but maintain a good enough relationship that I can come back and do some consultancy for them. The important thing is that I don’t use this opportunity to tell Dick what a complete dick he is. It’s always tempting when I have him in my line of sight, beacuse he's done his best to make my life a misery for the last couple of years. Wanker.