Okay, so it’s only 10:00 a.m. and probably too early to tell what it’s going to be like. Kind of like writing an autobiography when you’re still a teenager. What’s the point? But this is all completely different from my old job and therefore feels a little bit strange. For starters, I miss my work-mom like crazy. Besides my sister, Work-mom is the probably the only person I know who will accept me no matter what. Maybe it has to do with life experience? Maybe it has to do with the fact the she’s abnormally mellow? I don’t know. But I never have felt judged by her even when she straight up tells me I’m wrong about something. There aren’t many people in the world like her, so you have to cherish that kind of person when you find them. So I miss her a lot. I also miss my other friends and coworkers there and they know who they are. There are a couple there that I won’t miss and they probably know who they are, too. I know I will probably meet very nice people here also (luckily there are nice people just about everywhere), but it’s not the same.
It’s very quiet here, which is also different. SSW classrooms and offices were kind of all together like a big mixed salad. Here, the classrooms are separate from the offices–not just different ends of the hallways, but separate floors altogether. I share an office with a young woman who seems nice, but is feeling very sick and therefore, not very talkative. I’m sure I’ll get to know her better later. But it kind of adds the general silence of the building. I can’t think of any job I’ve ever had that was this quiet. It’s a little disconcerting. I don’t think I like it very much.
The two people who are to train me still haven’t come into work. They allow you to flex hours here and a lot of staff start at times other than your traditional 8:00 a.m. So I haven’t done much this morning. Have gone online to review some of the coursework. I changed my office telephone number and mailing address on the central computer. I clicked on facebook for a few minutes. I’ve emailed my three favorites at Social Work to whine a little bit. Other than that? Not much. I’m sure once they’re here to train, I’ll be really busy, but I feel sort of out-of-sorts right now. I don’t like having nothing to do. It’s boring.
On a not-related-to-work note, I found a new book series that is nothing but pure cheese–the junk food of books. It’s the Dream Chaser series by Sherrilyn Kenyon, which apparently kind of pours into a ton of other series she’s written. In her world, the gods of Olympus do, in fact, exist and interfere in the lives of mortals. It’s very goofy, lots of god-magic, steamy dream scenes involving a river of chocolate and hot sex. They’re the kinds of books I would read over and over and then deny later that I’d ever even picked up at the library, much less devoured in one sitting. I think she’s a new guilty addiction, along the lines of Charlaine Harris and her Sookie Stackhouse novels. Perfect for dreary days that desperately need some kind of pick-me-up. I reserved about four other of her books from the library, along with a “money makeover” book I read about online.
Okay, I think I’m going to go explore the building some more or something. It’s so quiet in here….
