I’m terribly terribly excited. I get my first paycheck in over two years tomorrow. In fact, it might be in my bank account in as soon as three hours. Money! That’s mine! It’s amazing! And I’m using way too many exclamation points!
The new job is going quite well, but I’m finding- as I’m sure you’ve noticed- that I’m just too exhausted to do much more than work and sleep. I’ll get used to it and I’m sure I’ll be back to my usual posting regularly self soon. In the meantime, deal with it. Or, you know, don’t.
One thing that I’ve found in going back to work is that I’m remembering how much people truly terrify me. I think the past two years and a bit in seclusion in my little apartment have done me harm because I am so painfully shy at work. Everybody in my department works their little tails off all morning and in the afternoon we’re mostly off the phones and working on sending out information on our new accounts, so everybody is loud and talking over the cubes and making plans for the evenings and the weekends. Me- not saying so much. I’m so terrified of saying the wrong thing, that I end up saying nothing at all.
The last thing that I want is for my department, my co-workers, to think I’m some stuffy bitch because it’s really really not that. I’m just so intimidated. So I’m working on it. I’m thinking about making a vague request for a movie partner this weekend, perhaps. We’ll see if I end up brave enough to ask!
And if not… anybody want to go see Pirates with me this weekend? Anybody? Bueller?