Could you please tell me your job(if you don't mind)

My title is Director of Operations; I manage the Production, Purchasing, MIS, and Materials departments at a small Japanese owned Company in the United States.

Scouting professional with the Boy Scouts of America.

(Subtitled "Your career as a highly paid computer professional ")

Since 1980, I've been involved in the IT field in one way or another. I spent 16 years working for an 'end-to-end integrator' and general computer maintenance/sales company. The last 4 years there I had earned the title of "Lead Field Engineer" and was on call 24/7/365 continuously (Vacation?!? I don't need no stinkin' vacations!). It involved lots of telephone support and literally thousands of miles driving/flying/crawling to customer's sites all over the midwest, and a couple extended trips to the Atlanta, GA, and OKC, OK areas. Early on it was all Honeywell/Bull mini and mainframe systems that I worked on. The Y2K thing drove the final nail in the casket for most of those systems. As my bald spot grew ever larger, and the cost of antacids and ulcer medicine increased as well, I bid a fond farewell (ok, not fond, it was downright ugly) to my home-away-from-home for the previous 16 years. Being a perpetual slow learner, I have continued on in a roll as a field engineer, system admin, and general computer geek (Linux has become a specialty for me), roaming the area, performing random acts of service and maintenance. But now I'm working for myself, or contracting out to out-of-town maintanence companies who have their customers in my local area, but no staff of their own nearby to cover the calls. The bald spot ain't improving, and I think I'm building an immunity to the Rolaids and Zantac. But when it's 'your show, and you're the star' the stress and aggrevation is a bit easier to take... usually. And my "ace in the hole"? Way back when, before all this computer nonsense started, I was an over the road truck driver. Over all these years I've kept my Commercial Drivers Licence and DOT requirements up-to-date. A little weekend warrioring for an ex-brother-in-law who has a rock/gravel truck, and some helping out during the fall harvest with the hauling of corn and soy beans from the fields to elevators lets me keep my feet just wet enough to keep my 2nd psuedo carreer going. Assuming that the ulcers don't eat all the way through, I would love to have my retirement rocking chair be an airseat on an obscenely fancy rig, running all over the country again. Yeah, I know... dream on.

(Ain't ya glad you asked?) :)