The offer is the culmination of a six-month search. It's bittersweet: I'll be glad to be making more and achieving financial independence, but I'm quite sad to be leaving the South Korean Mission to the UN. I've never had a job I liked more, or found easier, or that sounded better at parties. I love the people, the culture, the environment, the engagement with world affairs.
Still, the work here has become repetitive, and it's time for me to take on new challenges, even if they scare me. Can I handle the new job? Will I work hard? Will they like me? Will I like them?
I don't know yet. I don't know how it will be or where it will lead. All the signs are good: they have growth, low turnover, a mellow atmosphere. The offer, a 60% raise over my current salary (more in real terms because of some complicated tax issues) is serious business. And when I miss the Mission, I'll be just a short distance away, in the Graybar Building at Grand Central.
Two things I do know: 1) I plan to keep studying Korean, and 2) I'm about to take off early from work and enjoy the 80GB iPod Classic I bought yesterday to celebrate.