Just a Job to Do

I got nothing. Or next to it.

I got through my first week of work.  No biggie.  It was a series of meetings to try to edjemicate myself with the lay of the land.

While not horribly busy, I wouldn't expect it to be week 1.  I'm still helping out with questions from the old position, and I'm happy to do it. And a guy who wants my job took an hour of my time to bend my ear on this and that - I'm actually hoping he gets the job.

There is no office for me yet. I'm squatting in this office, when I can find someone who has the key. If not, I am at a cube - which isn't horrible, though the computer monitor is.

I shall continue to dig in week after week. I still go in horribly early, though there is no reason to - other than not parking on the 7th floor of the parking deck. I have to reacclimate myself to being able to work eight hours per day instead of the 11 I was putting in.

I think I can get there.



Song by: Genesis