Let's see:

Company #1: Exactly 1 year
Company #2: Ten months
Company #3: Nine months
Company #4: 17+ years

I had a few months off between the first three jobs due to layoffs/recession of the late 80s/early 90s, and have been really lucky to remain here as long as I have.

Funny thing is that the job I started with is a lower-level version of what I'm doing now (I did have three other positions in between), and I have the same two bosses I had 17 years ago, only they've switched places--my original manager is now my direct boss, and the assistant manager is now her boss.

I was at my previous job for 8 years. I could see staying at my current one for another 2 or 3, depending on how things go.

Although I worked in three rather different positions over two continents (and technically for two different companies), when I was laid off I'd racked up almost 14 years' continuous service. I tend to have pretty high inertia where jobs are concerned.

I'll have been at my place of work 13 years this fall, 3 in the current position. My replacement started 10 years to the day after I did. I've got to do my annual review stuff this week or next. At least after this crazy year, I have a lot to put on it.

Locker rooms are odd places. I've had more fairly in-depth conversations, nude, with complete strangers, in the past 6 months than I probably have with coworkers (clothed! Clothed!) in the same period. I would have thought the collective nakedness would make people more reticent, but nsm.

ION, my sinuses still squeak when I dive more than a few feet deep. It's really disconcerting.

I'm coming up on 19 years at my company. My official anniversary is May 29th, but I worked there a few months as a temp before I was hired. I've been there almost as long as K-Bug has been alive. Kinda freaky when I think about it.

I worked nine years at my second job, until I had entirely enough. That was by far the longest employ I've had. I probably could have worked there forever, or until my bosses woke up on their own. The company's gone now--my leaving woke them up so they got rid of it and left themselves.

The two jobs I had before this in CA lasted not too long, and not under my control. This one? Technically I'm only guaranteed six months. Still on tenterhooks there.

Speaking of jobs, newest big boss is an astronaut who fixed Hubble, most recently in May. And he's a jokester, as is his boss. I think it will be a good team.

newest big boss is an astronaut who fixed Hubble, most recently in May.

Hawt!

Plus, I've lived in this apartment for 14+ years. Eek.

I've been in the same apartment for 23+ years.

But I've never had a job for more than 5 years. Unless you count 10 years of temping when I first moved to SF.

It's kind of neat to hear that a favorite high school teacher thinks you have a cool job. She was my ChemII teacher, and a really good one at that. I know several people who went into engineering because of her. Plus, she let me hang out in my off period in the chem room or do demos for her ChemI classes.

When I inadvertently organized a senior skip day (it started out as just me and a few close friends skipping and heading out to White Sands for the day/full moon evening, picnicking and grilling and next thing I knew, more than 100 students were out on the dunes all day into the night) she came out for half a day with her family, who also skipped. She was the right mix of authority and friend.

This is our ninth year at our current jobs. The mind, it boggles. I always previously used to get antsy around five years. Like if I somehow stuck with a job too long, I'd have committed too much of my life and identity with it. This one, that's water under the bridge.

Liese, this is my 10th year doing what I'm doing, though I've changed schools multiple times. I'm still with the same "company" but a new location. For me, there is something about this job that means it automatically means committing too much of your life! Even in year 1.