Still, as challenges go, it's pretty cool. I've made lots of charts and tables to Keep Track of Things. I'm starting to memorize names and pertinent dates, and by the end of next week I should be well into Phase II. What is Phase II? In fact, what in hell am I doing? Well, I can't really tell you. Still, this thing will proceed in phases and it's good to know that I'm starting to get a grip on it. I'd like to start being productive sooner rather than later.
The other thing I'd like to achieve next week is a desk. Because at the moment, I don't exactly have one. I've been hanging out with my sort-of assistant. (I have a sort-of assistant!! She's really my boss's assistant, but she can assist me too, how cool is that?) This office has two ends. My boss and I are on one end, and the other person-in-charge is at the other end. At that same other end is where basically everyone else has space. Since I'm new and am going to have all kinds of questions, they thought it made sense to have me on the noisy end. So that's where I've been. I kind of have half of a desk. No drawer space, though, nor is there anywhere to put my plant. (I have this plant that I've had on my desk since 2007. It's currently on my dresser, where I think it's bored, to say nothing of facing the eternal danger of being eaten by cats.) So at some point next week I'd like to move in to my desk, even if I still spend time at the other end of the office with everyone else. I have a laptop. I can be mobile.
And then there's the chair issue. Back about three months ago, when I was moving my old office from Space A to Space B, I was lifting a box and somehow did something to a muscle in my hip. It's been giving me grief ever since, on and off. I strongly suspect my former chair did a lot more to aggravate matters than help matters heal. So the first thing I brought to the office was my gel cushion, which is this nifty (though very heavy) thing I got from Office Depot that adds a lot of softness to a regular office chair. Unfortunately, the cushion didn't help matters and my hip flared up again. I asked for another chair, and got one. Once I got it, though, I had this odd feeling that I was listing to starboard. I finally asked my sort-of assistant if this was my imagination, or what. She confirmed that I was indeed listing to starboard and that something was wrong with the chair. So I'm now on Chair No. 3, which is working out great, but how embarrassing to go through three chairs in a week. I'm going to get a reputation as a serial chair killer.
|Here's what my tattoo looks like. First person to|
tell me what it is gets a cheesy prize. Maybe a
wheel of Provolone.
Another thing that happens with a new job is new rules. Here's one I did not expect: Tattoos must be covered up at all times whilst working at this office. (Actually, I'm told this is not an unusual office policy, but it's the first time I've come across it.) And yes, I do have a (gasp) tattoo. It's on my back, just below my neck, where I forget it exists most of the time. I'm now in the process of going through all my blouses to see which ones cover it up, and are therefore Safe For Work, and which don't and need to be put aside. Well, you know how it is. New job, new wardrobe. Break me out the credit card, I'm going shopping. First item on the list is a good neutral-colored scarf that I can keep at work just in case. Imagine, my gangsta thug past is finally catching up with me.
My new cow orkers are all pretty nice. There's definitely a sense of "we're all in this together," which is not something I had at my last place of employ (being as it was Just Me) or the one before that (for various other reasons). That's a nice thing to have. If I ever get used to having a sort-of assistant, I'll start handing things off to her. In the meantime, I'll keep going to lunch with people. (Not a cheap hobby, but probably useful in terms of clout.)
So anyway, that's the new job, so far. Now it's the weekend, so I'm going to rest up and get ready for Phase II. Wish me luck. They haven't scared me away yet, but I guess it could still happen.