Leaving the good ship Pod1…
Aug
I’ve been bloody terrible about updating my blog of reason, and by way of lame excuse, here’s why…
After 2 1/2 long years at Pod1, I’ve decided to move on. Aside from the general craziness caused by my resignation, I also thought it best to make sure that the information about my departure was disseminated in an official capacity before I blurted it out online for all to read. Thankfully, that time has come…
In a little over 3 weeks I’ll be donning a new cap for Publicis Modem (of the world-wide Publicis Groupe). It’s a big move, and I’ll be flexing my technical muscles for one of the biggest agencies in the world - hopefully in a way that will assist their growth in the digital market.
Of course, my decision to leave Pod1 wasn’t an easy one - having spent 2 1/2 years eating, sleeping and breathing Pod1 (I kid you not, the sofa’s are damned comfortable), I was reluctant to leave its comfortable bosom. I’ll also be leaving a great number of friends behind - although thankfully I’m only a 15 minute tube ride away, so will no doubt be back on a Friday night.
At this point, I’ll leave with the email I wrote come the official announcement of my departure - hopefully supplying some insight to my daily workings…
A few things you may not know about me and my time spent at the pod:
- I moved to London to work at Pod1 on the sole merit that Fadi made me a cracking cup of tea (a first… and last?).
- I’ll have been at pod1 for 926 days (79945200 seconds!) when I finally get booted out the door.
- In that time, I’ve written over 100,000 lines of code.
- My longest working week was a whopping 122 hours, my shortest just a measly 4h.
- I’ve managed to go 24 hours without leaving the second floor of the building, and 36 hours without leaving the studios.
- I’ve discovered that the red sofas make awesome beds. Conversely, the old designers couch (which I believe has now left the pod) is way too small for me, and covered in spray mount - not a good sleeping experience.
- By rough calculation, I’ve drunk around 1,400 pints of flat Japanese lager, Guinness and mojitos from the bar downstairs (OK, maybe from the surrounding pubs too).
- By rough calculation, I’ve drunk a ludicrous 4,820 cups of tea. (Milk and two sugars please)
- I’ve “broken” 6 contractors - including the “ginger magician” and “moon-thunder river” (his real name, I kid you not.)
- I’ve helped in the launch of over 25 sites, and had my sticky fingers in dozens more.
- I’ve made many good friends in my time here, and thankfully, not lost any.
Bye for now…
