I had a pre-pre job interview today. Although my current job pays well, and my business suit consists of slippers and a bathrobe, recent activities at my company have convinced me that my days are numbered. I figure I have about a year before they replace me with a couple of college grads in Bangalore. Maybe two years. Maybe a lot less.
My buddy Jay has been working with a guy who is building a new sports website and will soon need to hire a company full of people (assuming he can find some funding). Jay typically runs in pretty hip circles and doesn't know very many sports fans, so given my history with baseball software, he naturally thought of me.
Today, the three of us had lunch, and it went ok. The odds that the entrepreneur can get funding, AND would want to hire me, AND could pay me what I need are pretty slim, but at the very least I got a tasty burger out of the process. I gotta tell you, going from insanely-dry business process management software to working on a sports website would be a kick (the good kind, not the in-the-teeth kind). I haven't had a job I could explain to my mother since I worked at a one-hour photo shop in college.
I'm not going to hold my breath on this opportunity, but I'm definitely going to keep looking. Changing jobs fits in pretty well with my whole midlife-crisis thing.