Well today was my first day in my new job. I was up bright and early at 6.30am and watched the really early part of GMTV that is aimed at the more well-educated working class citizens. My alarm isn't set so early for tomorrow, by the way!
I still don't know what my actual job description is. If I ever have to fill in my job title on a form I'd describe it as "kind of administrative financing whilst creating invoices and order forms and sometimes making a brew for Martin."
I enjoyed working with the people in the office - poor Denise trying to train me up with six months worth of knowlege in just a day. And then it dawned on me at about 11 o'clock that this job was going to be fucking complicated and hard work. Normally, thats when I'd start feeling ill or pretend that I'd been offered another job. But then I realised that for once in my life, if I do actually want to reach the high salary then I'd fucking sit there and put up with it. And I had to deal with an angry man from Skem, who I proper ended up making cry in the end.
Its only been a day, but I feel like my life has just been changed completely! It's a bold statement to make, but it's true. I spend my time differently in the daytime now, and I know that Friday nights will feel exciting again when I know I've earned a nice weekend off.
Anyway, enough about work, I have to go back there in about 13 hours! But its nice to be able to say I'm going back, rather than making up an exuse about why I should quit.
xxx
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