I want to work at Google.

I like Google. I love Google. I am having a love affair with Google and have been ever since we were introduced. I’ve never been quiet about my preference for Google over other search engine. I try not to, but I can’t help but roll my eyes when someone goes to Yahoo or MSN to do a search. Come on, man, it’s all about Google.

Google is hiring people to work at the Googleplex. Google caters lunch everyday, not just as once a month for birthdays, but everyday. And they have a massage therapist, an on-site doctor, and sometimes they park a dentist in the parking lot in a dentist caravan. They play floor hockey and roller skate together. And they are hiring for their international offices in Japan, London, Dublin, France, and even Bangalore, India.

There is something about Google that intrigues me and keeps me coming back for all my searches. If there was a Chicago Googleplex, I would so work there. But there isn’t, so I’ll just have to play intramural basketball in the boardroom at IES. Hope that won’t disturb Theresa too much.