I have been an Epic consultant for a month now, and so far it seems to have been the right choice. I work for an amazingly great firm, and I work with amazingly great people. We’ve had a couple of family hiccups but nothing really major, with me being gone 4 days a week. I’m cautiously thinking that this is going to work for us.
I’m partially settled into my new routine. I fly out at 5am every Monday to get to my client site in South Carolina by 9am or so, and I get home around 10pm Thursday. Traveling is fine, I love to travel. Airports, layovers, hotels, and all of that are fine. I’m still working on getting used to the new pace at work, and how to balance having a client for a customer…and the client’s customers as a customer, and satisfying both while also being outside of both. If that makes any sense at all.
I am, though, finding out some things that I consider truths:
- Getting up at 2:30am every Monday sucks. Just. Plain. Sucks.
- Make sure any layover is at least an hour.
- I don’t care if I fly every week, I am still like a little kid on the plane, and I want a window seat, and I will be grinning out the window for every takeoff and landing.
- It’s okay to be a business traveler, and not act jaded everywhere I go. It’s okay to be excited about flying in a jet, and to ogle a particularly opulent hotel lobby.
- Be nice to the folks who work the counters at the airport, hotel and rental car…you need them to take care of you.
- I’m not the first person to make this transition, and the folks I work with are great at reassuring me when I get the new-consultant heebie-jeebies.
- I can’t sleep in a car, or on a bus, but I can on an airplane. Why? No idea.
- In-flight coffee is nasty stuff, but it does the trick.
- The advice John McClain was given in “Die Hard,” to make fists with his toes in the carpet? Pure garbage.
- When you have a car at home that you really like, rental cars aren’t such a big deal.
- South Carolina makes it damn hard to eat out responsibly — they reeeeally want to sell you fried chicken, or BBQ, or a cheeseburger, and it’s all going to be slathered with pimiento cheese.
- Florida is too far south to be The South. South Carolina, however IS The South, and you must act differently there. People are more polite.
- I miss my family more than I thought I would when I’m gone.
That’s all for now. I’m sure I’ll have more revelations, or sub-revelations, or whatever, but not right now.