Okay so that is not her actual number and there is not one specific B because I LOVE my new job! Earlier this week, it started out kind of in a conundrum. I was not feeling to good, and had a bad Monday. I thought, what else could go wrong this week? Well as the week progressed the week just turned into a "meh" sort of an attitude. I kept wanting to marry a rich man because "working is hard". Well of course it is going to be hard!
Today I got to be the office coordinator (my title) as well as the executive secretary, because she was out. I felt so comfortable with my job. I am fitting in with the coworkers. It does help though to bring M&M's. There are obviously still aspects to learn and the job is ever changing.
When put into perspective, I like my job... a lot. Granted I don't want to live there and I do not want to really "hang out" with anyone outside of work. Sometimes those friendships are weird. But I wouldn't be objective to the cute guy over in the other building asking me out, or something. But alas that is all a dream!
You can love your job, but you are still going to count down the days until Friday. Which I find myself doing way too much. Hump Day has become a sincere celebration of going home, and laying on the couch and falling asleep.
I have all of these ambitions to go out and do things, and to clean my room and organize. During the day that is a fantasy. When I get home the reality is... pajamas, couch, bra off! I tend to ask my roommate "are we going out tonight or are we in? Are we going to be chasing any fellas? No? Okay!!! Bra off... pajamas on!!". Being among the working class and the adults.... it is exhausting. I am an adult, and I am mature. But I have my moments when I need to laugh and be goofy with my friends.
Well much love. Happy Friday (THANK THE HEAVENS!) and have a happy and safe three day weekend. If you don't get a weekend, heaven help you!
Today I got to be the office coordinator (my title) as well as the executive secretary, because she was out. I felt so comfortable with my job. I am fitting in with the coworkers. It does help though to bring M&M's. There are obviously still aspects to learn and the job is ever changing.
When put into perspective, I like my job... a lot. Granted I don't want to live there and I do not want to really "hang out" with anyone outside of work. Sometimes those friendships are weird. But I wouldn't be objective to the cute guy over in the other building asking me out, or something. But alas that is all a dream!
You can love your job, but you are still going to count down the days until Friday. Which I find myself doing way too much. Hump Day has become a sincere celebration of going home, and laying on the couch and falling asleep.
I have all of these ambitions to go out and do things, and to clean my room and organize. During the day that is a fantasy. When I get home the reality is... pajamas, couch, bra off! I tend to ask my roommate "are we going out tonight or are we in? Are we going to be chasing any fellas? No? Okay!!! Bra off... pajamas on!!". Being among the working class and the adults.... it is exhausting. I am an adult, and I am mature. But I have my moments when I need to laugh and be goofy with my friends.
Well much love. Happy Friday (THANK THE HEAVENS!) and have a happy and safe three day weekend. If you don't get a weekend, heaven help you!
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