My new job is totally wicked.
Not only did I have people to talk to (not always the case in my last job since my “office” was in a secluded corner often not visited by humans for days), but I had work to do throughout the whole day.
I’m sure I made myself look like a complete idiot. But I did so with complete abandon. My coworkers are probably already tired of my excruciating stories and wish they’d hired someone quieter.
I spent all day researching doing what’s called “Crisis Communications,” which is when we go search the internet for reviews–good and bad–of our clients to help promote the good and fix what went wrong with the bad. It took all day, and I messed up once thinking I was done LONG before I actually was, but it was glorious.
I don’t know if it was the atmosphere, the people, the fact that I knew I’d be writing or at least in the same room as writing. I don’t know what it was, but the day didn’t seem slow. I wasn’t watching the clock. It was good.
I really enjoyed it, if you couldn’t tell.
I headed home at around 6:00 P.M. and Sean had chicken pot pie and Planet Earth – Seasonal Forests waiting for me. We even broke into the expensive ginger ale to celebrate my first day. Then we had cookies crumbled in ice cream, and I got a new planner from Target.