Papa's got a brand new bag

And by that, I mean a new job offer. Wowzers. JPMorgan's Private Placement offered me money to apparently come in everyday to their office and do stuff for them, which is cool. You may remember, O Constant Reader, that I had another offer to be considered as well, with LaSalle Bank, also in Chicago. They were kind enough to extend their offer one week, so that I could interview with another firm, get a better offer, and screw them.

Oh man, I feel kind of bad. Maybe if I buy myself a jet pack with my signing bonus, I'll feel better.

*NOTE*
After sleeping on this entry, I realize that I sound like a huge pretentious jerk in it. This realization did not require that I remove this post, but only that I note the recognition of my snobbery. That is all.