Monday, December 6, 2010

Intro Part I

Brian Rede Murray. Aka Murdog, Murphy, B, B Money, B Ready, Babyfaced Asshole, Hippy, Pinky (long story dealing w/ a girl I had a thing for) or most commonly: The Fuzz. I've been reveling a series of sojourns & corresponding random thrills since quitting my Geotechnical Engineering (Engineering of Soils) job on July 29, 2010.

   Why would someone with a secure position, with great benefits, terminate his employment in the current economic downturn and the uncertainty of it's recovery in the near-future? First off the desk job was boring as shit, particularly when you're the youngest Staff Scientist by 15 years. Every morning you walk thru the front doors, your inevitable, bleak future stares right back at you in the faces of your bitter, mid-aged co-workers.

   With a position as a Staff Geotechnical Engineer, the primary task was producing numerous soils reports for foundation support, which didn't deviate a whole lot in substance from one to the next. Monotonous tasks do not bear challenging experiences, nor a sense of potential room for career growth in the future. Plus the male to female ratio was 9 to 2, in an office of 11. Combined with the 4 years at Clarkson University, and it's 5 to 1 ratio, a change of scenery seemed only reasonable.

   After factoring in the weekly 20 to 30 hours spent fronting and booking shows for local band State of Murdoch (currently on indefinite hiatus), the usual chores, my obsession with cooking all but one meal from scratch (restaurant meals accounted for the non-homemade meal), and regular running, it's not unreasonable to see how burnt out life was getting.

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