Then I went out and got married. When things like that happen, moving across the country at a moments notice to make some quick money get less fun. Mid-October my alarm career finally came to an end.
Now here I am working for a gigantic company, GoDaddy. Though not necessarily in employees (there's a little over three thousand of us), we made over a billion dollars last year. We sell more domains than the eight next best sellers combined.
I know it's not a dream job. But for right now it pays the bills, which is swell. And they have awesome Christmas parties that they rent out Chase Field for, and give away over a million dollars at. And they have a lot of other cool contests and giveaways (that I don't win). Right now I can deal with that.
|Chase field, revamped.|
|Unfortunately I will always look pasty next to this girl.|
|Some good ol' arcade games.|
|This is the pitcher's mound where we ate dinner.|
|Some of my training friends and the giant digital graffiti wall.|
|She whipped me at Blackjack.|
|We might have been the only ones that could muster excitement for the B-52's.|
Complete with Psy impersonator.
The million dollar give away. This went on for 15 minutes, twice, and got much faster.