No regret

Yesterday I visited one of my ex-colleague at Moscow Boeing office. Actually, I didn't get upstairs to the office itself, we met nearby the building. While I was waiting him to go down I also met some other people from my previous work.

I talked to them, talked to my ex-colleague. And you know, I don't regret that I changed work. They seemed very tired and exhausted, with no enthusiasm and optimism. Whoa, it was like to see myself from aside. I was the same just a couple of months ago.

It was around 6 pm on Friday night, I have already finished and was on my own time, while they were in the peak of their work. I know that everything we do is for our beautiful plane's sake. I know that they work to please their bosses by fulfilling the next Excel spreadsheet and having another meaningless meeting.

Oh, wait. It's not everything OK to me, too. The main thing is that I left for less money. I know, it's hard to believe, but I'm paid 1-point-5 times less now than at the Boeing. Plus-or minus-I've got no medical insuarance plan at Sukhoi.

But what I do have is real work. And hope for the raises :-)