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My wife said I should start writing some things down about how I came to end up in the states, so I want back to what feels like the beginning to me.
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Part 2 is up; media.sully.site/odyssey-pt-2/ I apologize for the length, but I have a good idea of how I wanted to slice it all up. At least you didn't have to live it, hehe.

Got to my abortive attempt at an engineering degree back in the millennium. Not easy to revisit but it's always good to reflect.
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And on to 5. My original notion of pacing these didn't work for this one, so I let the time rattle on and just focused on events.
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Onwards to part 8. I think there will likely be 10, if anyone's counting (or cares lol)
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@sullybiker A long and fascinating read. I really appreciate you taking the time to write this post. I love well written, longer form posts like this and your honesty.

Looking forward to the next installment.

@andyc Thanks Andy. It was an interesting exercise and a fight to keep it in scope! There will be a lot more.

@sullybiker Funnily enough, my missus worked as a nurse in Southampton in the late 80's before I met her.

She really did not enjoy her year there - 'It was full of blokes full of pissed up bravado, wearing tight T-shirts and white socks'.

@andyc She could be describing York, there. By the time I got to Southampton it had become a student town, particularly with the explosion in numbers that was Solent. The nightlife was always a bit hairy.

@sullybiker

"They said yes of course, because employment agencies are universally incompetent and habitual liars, and promised me a job at the BT office in Southampton."

Having done an 18 Month stint myself in recruitment, I can confirm it really is a "Bums on seats" mindset with a sprinkling of stockpiling names (CV's) for future emergencies.

@dick_turpin I was told In clear terms that it was a sales job, and all that mattered was bringing customers in. The contract employees were basically fodder.

@dick_turpin I worked at an industrial recruiter during the surge of EU immigrants from the Eastern European states. It was a meat grinder and I hated my boss.

@sullybiker When I went through the training, it was all "Match the client to the role, make sure they have the specific skills required." Yadder, yadder, yadder. Then when I took over my first contract, it was to supply temp staff to a factory. I used to hire large rooms on a Friday and gather 30 poor sods, and enrol them en mass. Monday morning, they'd be at the bottling plant.

Rover car factory was the best; stick anyone in: "Hello, commission! Kerching 🤣

I'm a terrible hooman. 🤣

@sullybiker I have so many stories from those days.

An older guy begged me for a job. "I'll do anything, ANYTHING! Whatever hours you like, weekends, I won't let you down." the first couple of weeks, he was good as gold; the third week, no show Monday. No show Tuesday. No show Wednesday, no phone calls, nothing. On Friday, I rang his wife:

𝗠𝗲: "Where's Dave? I'm really unhappy with him; he begged me for work and made all these promises...."

𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲: "He passed away.."

@dick_turpin Oh mate. I fired the wrong polish person once

@sullybiker I interviewed a complete lunatic he was so bad there was no way I'd use him; however, his card was put in the 'when we're desperate' box. Comes the time we had an emergency, and my Area manager came to help, and when I got back to my office, the AM had called him in. 😱

I take the lunatic up the factory, but he has to remove his ear stud; of course, he can't, can he? So he does no more, rips it out his ear, blood spurting everywhere! 🤢

I've got another story about him

@sullybiker

Story #2

I get a phone call from the packing department. "Can you come up here quickly! We have an issue with one of your staff."

I go up, and there is ear stud man going round, and round, and round, and round a pallet of boxes with a roll of shrink wrap.

𝗠𝗲: "What on earth are you doing?"

𝗘𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗻: "I can't find the end?"

He's used the entire roll! 🤦‍♂️

@dick_turpin This is hilarious. People can be so funny. We can laugh about it now, of course...

@sullybiker Yeah. I've got loads more, but I suspect it's boring now.

I'll leave you with the bloke who took his dog for a walk, got pulled over by the dog, dragged for two miles apparently and broke his glasses, and so will not be able to come into work.

I know all the excuses. #LeSigh

@dick_turpin one lad told me he decided to spend the day in bed with his lady rather than come to work.

@dick_turpin There were the occasional clients that needed qualified staff and expected us to be thorough, but in the end they were just another account.

@sullybiker Fucking hell! In which part are you actually finally boarding the plane for America?! After all, this was supposedly the whole rationale for this epic :-)

@andyc Hah! There's a few more things to come yet. It's all part of it.

@sullybiker

1/2

I think I find this so fascinating because your life and career has been so varied and interesting compared with mine

Happy, middle class childhood in leafy Cheshire. Dad was a bank manager.
Got free place at Grammar school (much to dad's delight)
Excellent O levels. Excellent A levels.
Comp Sci at Warwick. Not excellent enough for Oxbridge.
2:2 degree. Enjoyed the social life more than the course. Walked into a well paid job with software house

@sullybiker

2/2

Went freelance (even better money)
Reverted to permanent role.
Been plodding methodically in the slow lane ever since :-)

@andyc I think I'd have preferred yours! Everything happened very late for me. I was basically lost in my 20s, which is what most of this is about.

@andyc Something universities are very aware of is the fact that most kids - particularly the high performers - may get exposed to stimuli they have never had to deal with. Your story isn't uncommon, and in the end you got a good result from a good school.

@sullybiker Yes. Still avidly following along waiting for you to board the Queen Mary with a battered, brown suitcase.

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