The office decided to decorate for Christmas yesterday. Being a cheerful, helpful, pleasant and reasonable man, I offered to help. That stalled my database project and bought me at least a couple more hours of employment. (All I really want is to stay employed through the end of the day today. Anything else is gravy.) You could tell that the company was broke, because they didn't care when I started climbing on window ledges and balancing between the tops of cubicle walls and file cabinets to do the adventurous light threading that I had planned. They knew that if I fell and tried to claim insurance, they would only be able to laugh and shrug. So I climbed around like a Christmas monkey and made the place festive.
There are plenty of California-based venture capital firms in San Francisco and Menlo Park, but I have yet to find a single one in Compton. What the fuck?