After being divorced from the Tarantella product for over three months, this is a bit surreal, and it remains to be seen whether I've made the right decision. My role hasn't been fully defined, although there is something to be said for the lengths they went to in selling the option to me, even in light of my professed desire to have as little to do with Tarantella as possible.
Friday's day-long 'on-boarding' events verged on the surreal. I pulled up with Carmelo at the Santa Clara campus to find Curtis, Jeff and some other former colleagues filing in a column from one building to the other clutching stock-issue, bright blue Sun hold-alls like a school party on a field trip to the zoo. (For the record, Curtis's new label is "sales monkey", which I find particularly amusing).
Once inside, we were greeted with a looping propaganda video projected onto a 15 foot screen, with HR officers demanding to see our papers. Our mug-shots were taken. I swear, I was half expecting to be frog-marched out of the room at any moment after refusing to take some zeig heil oath of allegiance to Scott McNealy or something.
I really fucking hate all that corporate bullshit. I've only ever worked for IXI/SCO/Tarantella, and at it's peak, SCO only had 1500 employees worldwide. My pond felt significantly smaller that even, and over the years has only shrunk.
Now here, all of a sudden, I'm 1/32,000. I'm not sure I like those odds. Time will tell.