Well hello there. Second week of work down. Also, I promise to stop talking about work very soon.
The few things I have learned about this job in the past 7 days is that I get in trouble a lot for my clothing: I don't know what 'professional' means, I really enjoy my lonely lunchtime, and they like to poke you with needles. A lot. I work in a hospital so I guess this is required.
This was a TB test poke (1 of 2) where they put factory made TB under your skin and if the bump grows, you in danger girl!! Mine went down right away. Phew, since my uncle has TB and I have been more than exposed!
Sometimes I do feel like this though.
A lot of the time I feel like a maniac, walking around like a for real normal person. Anyone else feel that way? Not that I am complaining because it's a good job, but it has to be the office environment: the rules, the fluorescent lights, the rules. I was not born for this, but this I shall do.
I am glad I am not Donnie Darko crazy though. I mean, I am almost there, but not quite.
My view at lunch. I have grown to love my quiet lunchtimes, where I can be alone and no one talks to me.
Where I can read an awesome book (Testament: Funny Badgers by Indigo Roth on sale here!).
I lost my little change purse that had the rest of my bus tokens for the month in it. 14 tokens, or $40 worth of TTC money. I was so bummed. But then I was forced to walk home, and it felt like Spring, and I couldn't be too upset for much longer.
I had to be in at 7:30AM this morning to set up a meeting, and I had to leave the house at 6:50AM. I don't DO that early in the morning. My day was ok, except towards the end of it when I kept making mistakes and I got reprimanded for it. Oh well. I ain't perfect and I don't pretend to be, so deal with it I guess. My major accomplishment already happened when I left the house at 6:50AM, what more do you want?
It's so windy out tonight, I feel like the house might blow away.
It's ok though...I have a pair of these:
I hope everyone had a great week, and an even better weekend!