Day one...of many to come...

Well as most of you know today was my first day at work. Before I go any further I will tell you that the day went well. Now...for the details...

I couldn't sleep for shit last night. I thought my alarm wasn't going to go off or something. So it was a really restless night. When Michael's alarm went off I gave up and decided I probably should get up anyway. I wanted to leave some extra time for my commute just in case. You only get one chance to make a first impression...so I didn't want to be late. It took me an hour and twenty minutes to get there. Holy shit...people are retarded driving in the morning. Come on speed a little...you only live once.

Upon arriving I was presented with my security card and about 8 fucking usernames and passwords. I'm going to need a crib sheet...I can tell you that now. And I have to change them every ninety days...Jeez...I'm going to need some suggestions soon...

I was escorted into a small room where a work station awaited me. It had a Nina name tag, a binder, a smiley face jar filled with candy, a legal pad for notes, a flat screen computer, and a goodie bag full of supplies. What struck me right off the bat was the fact that there was a full sized stapler in my supply bag. I suddenly had flashbacks to 'Office Space' and almost started giggling. Luckily I was distracted by my candy bowl...right on top was a mini Krackel bar...my favorite. I just knew it was going to be a good day.

My class numbers six in total and we're all women. I should point out that only two of us were brand new to the company...so that was a little weird. The class began with an ice breaker. We all wrote about our hobbies, house, music, and location you'd most likely find us. Then the trainer scrambled them and read them aloud. We had to try to guess who was who. Yeah...apparently I'm the only living female who doesn't fucking scrapbook. Titillating so far...ain't it?

The first part of the day was spent going over company policies and philosophies...I almost started connecting the freckles on my arms with my pen I was so bored. But just in the knick of time we began to talk about my actual job...yay! I don't think connect freckles would have gone over well.


Observation #1: I need to practice keeping my legs closed tightly. Thank god I sat in the back of the classroom and had a long skirt on today. I definitely wouldn't have had to buy my lunch otherwise...hehehe.:)


Speaking of lunch...they gave us thirty minutes. My god...that is a short amount of time. I could barely even get my car cooled down before I had to be back. I ended up eating a sub sandwich over my passenger seat...as not to spill on my pretty skirt. I haven't eaten that fast since high school...I thought I was going to die.

After pulling my head out of the feeding trough and damn near choking in the process we were handed a word search. Yep...you read that right. It was a word search filled with all kinds of loan and financial terms. I almost died right there. Since I would have had to clock out to die...I decided to do the damn thing. They had acronyms all over in that "word"search. I spent about ten minutes pondering that in itself.

Observation #2: Most women wear clothes that are entirely too tight or loose. We had a couple of skinny mini's that were dressed appropriately, but the heavier ladies either looked like they were wearing a burlap sack or they looked like a damn stuffed sausage. I should say...everyone was nice though...except me...apparently I'm shallow...how could I pick on wardrobe choices when I myself just got done fighting that battle....shame on me.

We stopped the fun and games to do some work. Today we worked on loans which I found kind of interesting if you can believe that. I think I'm getting the hang of this job thing. It was very in depth and took some thinking...which I had plenty of reserves seeing how I had eaten a lemon sucker just then...not to mention...the word search didn't quite drain me...

We took a couple of breaks and I took that time to call Michael of course. He listened to me babble and I tried to be cheerful. I sure do miss him. This weekend was spent getting ready for work and doing a lot of crap that needed to be done, so I didn't get to see him much. I was really looking forward to this weekend until I realized that we have a fucking baby shower to go to...yet...I digress...

My work day was coming to an end, but not before we had to fill out an evaluation on our trainer. I used one of my 52 usernames to log on to my network and take the damn eval. Afterwards we decided to knock off a half hour early...the down side being that we have to come into work a half hour early tomorrow. I don't really give a shit cause I would spent that in traffic for sure...

Observation #3: Having candy at my desk is evil...I had a damn sugar high the whole last half of the day. I'm going to have to fill my candy dish with fucking trail mix or some shit...how sad is that?

So that's pretty much my day...I could tell you the bathroom access code, but then I'd have to kill you...:)