I write this entry whilst sitting at my desk. Not the one laden with text books and sticky tabs. No, I refer to my desk at work, for I now have a job. A proper job.
The first week is as expected. Lots of names and bucket loads of information to absorb. And the odd actual work. It's the job I wanted (for now) and I'm pleased that I'm here.
The people are 'ever-so-friendly' which is 'ever-so-good'.
Working where I do, or even in a firm similar to mine puts one in the best working office environment. Our (for now I am one of the team) fridge is filled with:
every carbonated drink you could possibly imagine including Lucozade (both original and Lemon)
Juices
Smoked Salmon and Cream cheese
and on the shelf
Fruit
teas of every sort from all over the world
and a tea and coffee machine
we occasionally also have a bagel or a cake day.
Bagel because this firm is American.
I wonder just how long it'll take me to tell anybody here about my blog. If I'm decent about it, never. But I'm not, so I'll give myself 6 months. Although, I wonder...is sexual gratification worth jeopardising my imminent career? Arched eyebrows
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