I have a new job.
As of the 1st September, I am going to be working for a university in central London as a “Windows Specialist”. If I’m entirely honest, I’m not entirely sure what my day to day duties are going to be but I have inferred that it’s going to involve helping to migrate from Novell eDirectory to Active Directory, some SQL Server stuff and Commvault.
I have spent almost eight years in my current job. I am happy in it and I wasn’t looking to move on. However, sometimes you see an opportunity and you just have to grab it. I’m going to moving onto a network that’s going to be spanning a large part of London. They have multiple campuses. Their IT has separate teams for Windows, Unix, Infrastructure and Desktop. It’s going to be second and third line mostly I think, the amount of interaction that I have with users is going to be less than what it is at the moment. No more desktop support! It is, probably literally, an order of magnitude bigger than anything I’ve ever done before and I’m simultaneously excited and completely bricking it at the same time.
Perhaps unusually, I asked to extend my notice period. I wanted to work one final summer at the college and get my projects finished and loose ends tied up. They are in the final planning stages now and I’ll be putting them in place in a weeks time. Additionally, I wanted to get some proper handover documentation written too. So far, the document is more than 8000 words long and there’s plenty more to do. It’s a shame I couldn’t have met my successor to hand over to them in person but that’s the way things go sometimes.
The other thing that this extended notice period has done for me is given me a chance to get my head around the idea of leaving where I am and moving on. The difference between moving on this time and the last time is that the last time, I was desperate to go. This time around, I’m upset to be leaving and I’m still a little worried that I’m moving on before I’m ready to go. Don’t get me wrong, I know that I’m capable of doing the job, that’s not my concern. My concern is that I’ve been happy where I am and more than a bit settled and that moving on is going to be an upheaval.
Anyway, the end of term has come and I was one of 16 members of staff leaving this summer. I was mentioned in the principal’s end of year speech and he said some extremely kind words, comparing me to Scotty in Star Trek saying that I worked in the background, quietly and methodically keeping things going and fixing them when they blew up. He also said I’d be incredibly hard to replace which is always nice to hear.
Anyway, to the future! I’m looking forward to it.