"The Turk" called

As I alluded to in an earlier post, the Turk came for a visit today and asked me to turn in my playbook access card. I'm back to what we in the software business call "consulting".

Unlike the last time I was in this situation, my employer handled it with a fair amount of grace and tact . . . not the least of which was that I was allowed to go around and say goodbye to the folks I'd been working with for the past eight years. I still don't know what my package looks like, as they are supposed to be sending it to me by courier tomorrow. I hope the "class act" doesn't wear out when I open that envelope.