I contemplated a number of titles for this post. It could have been “From B to A” or “The Universe unforks”. I settled on the quote above, from Kipling’s “If”, as that’s the only way to look at all this really. The subsequent line is “And treat those two imposters just the same”.
The Bango job hasn’t worked out; my last day is tomorrow. Yes, that was short. It was my own decision, if you’re wondering. Full reasons available over a drink sometime…
Tonight I had a chat with my previous employers, and they’re happy to take me back – if a little surprised (they’re not the only ones). So I (re)start on Monday.
Maybe then the bonkersness can stop for a few weeks, eh?