The most important engineer in the company is leaving. He did a lot of work. We are all scrambling to pick up the pieces. One of the things he did was writing micro-code for a processor developed in house. I voluteered to take over this portion of his tasks. The micro-code is really hard to understand so I decided to port the code into C so it could be easily understood.
It brought back old memories. I did exactly the same thing at my first job. It was for a modem product. I was pretty excited about it. I was single at the time. I brought the code back to my apartment and read it in the evenings. I was pretty good at it. I liked going to work even though it was tedious work.
It is strange some old memories just stuck in my brain like it was yesterday. I remember we were all in the office. The manager of our group left the company. The technical leader was going to leave too and join him. We were discussing our future. At the end of it, we started chatting casually. She mentioned she invited some coworkers to her apartment for hot pot. I was hurt that I wasn't invited. My disappointment must have shown on my face b/c she quickly added that she thought I was out of town. I bet she doesn't remember this scene at all.
People tend to assume others think in the same way as they do. She was a special person to me so I assumed I was special to her too. But it wasn't the case. I was just another coworker.
I sat in the apartment watching TV. The Cure came on. I liked the song they were singing. I bought a CD and listened to it a lot. Nowadays, I would feel a strange itch whenever I hear Letter to Elise.
