Working 9 to 5

Welp, I'm back in the working world and we all know what that means... Blog posts! Let me real quick outline the job sitch for ya'll

I got a call last thursday from a lady at a placement agency, telling me that she had a one day job open for Friday and would I like to take it. Suuure, money is always good, though I do get crazy nervous walking in cold to anything. Got to the gig, just a receptionist, no big deal, answer phones, read book. done.

At about 2:30 I got a call from the placement agency lady saying that the position was open for a full time option and would I like to take it. Of course I said yes and thus began much paperwork and stress.

The thing is that I never really got any time to process it. By the time the idea had found its way into the pathways of my brain I was in the midst of many other things. So I basically freaked out. Yes, it may come as a shock to some, but I do have my moments of freak.

I got here today 30 minutes early, due to an overarching fear of tardiness, skipped breakfast, and have since answered 3 phone calls, one hang up and 2 wrong numbers.

On the one hand I'm sitting here wondering what i want to do next (do i want to keep putzing around on the internet, do i want to read my book...) and on the other hand I'm remembering when I was putzing around on the internet at my old job and feeling guilty and horrible about not doing something productive. I think i'll just enjoy the putzing as long as it will last. I mean it can only be so long begore they decide that I need to be someones bitch and do all the slave type work.

I suppose I should take my brothers advice and not take such things to heart. But I think therein lies the differences in our character. When I am scolded by an authority figure, I immediately agree that whatever has happened is my fault. When he is reprimanded he immediately believes that whatever has happened is no ones fault, or at any rate not his fault. He has a rock hard certainty and I have a waivering self image.

I suppose I should just put it all down to first day jitters and leave it at that. Keep telling myself that with time everything will flow easier and that everyone is new at some point. Theres a really corny middle-school type lyric that I find appropos here: "Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end"