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So, it has been a couple of weeks almost since my company got bought out (or merged if you are in polite company) by the bigger company. Their people have been all over this place. They have been giving us the sales pitch. They do things differently. They seem to want to keep us around. It is still the honeymoon period but I am starting to like them. The new director we probably will report to took us out to lunch twice and once to the bar. He seems to be a straight-shooter and probably got an earful from the less than happy staff.

Of course, the new team has sounded great. But it remains to be seen whether they will live up to their own self-generated hype. They are giving us hope again. And I think the sceptics amongst us are being silenced. Not physically with duct-tape. Just by our own minds. Most likely because we want to hope and be convinced of a better future. The sad thing is, as human beings, we are seldom capable of enjoying the present with all its conveniences. We always want more. And more. Forever. And when we don't get what we want, we become miserable and blame someone or something.

Anyway, all I can say is, the new boss is at least a very neat fellow. Terrified of sushi though he is, he seems to have that ability to rally the troops and make himself well-liked. He's a slick salesman. And we just bought in.

The one thing that I am very curious about is how my counterparts in the other office (most of whom are in Washington DC), are taking this buy out. We hear a lot about how much our services are better than theirs. But they were smart and big enough to grow their business and buy us for a Christmas present. This begs the question, who is better actually? Do we believe we are better so that we stop striving for quality? Do we say we are better and thus make the rest of us feel better about what we do? Does what we do make any difference to anyone? Does anyone care?

Interesting times are ahead. I am in for the ride. Though I wouldn't mind changing seats and moving floors.

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