Greetings from the corporate world. I thought I'd share just a few opening remarks regarding the very serious and important nature of my new day job.
Atmosphere: pleasant, quiet. Enough people around to talk to and run my mouth with if I so choose, but not enough to distract me too much. Cubicle with a killer view. The last cubicle I inhabited donned a few travel pics and a newspaper cutout of Daniel Craig. I'm going to try to do better with this one, so if anyone has pics or ideas and wants to contribute to my office space, send them my way.
Supervisor: served in the marine corp for 6 years...looks the part, but nonetheless a very nice man with albeit, a gentle soul. Took me out to lunch today and seems very concerned with, not only my professional development and performance, but also my personal well-being and emotional health.
Receptionist: this woman is kind of ridiculous. A little bit older and very accomodating. Made it her personal responsibilty to make me feel smotheringly welcome today. Actually took the coat off my back to hang it up for me. Soft spoken and slightly askew.
Immediate Trainer: A very nice and patient man, but definitely OCD in an extreme way. One of those eerily organized people...not so much as a hair on his finger is out of place. I believe he could sense my waning attention during the three hours I spent observing him today. My desk after one day is already messier than his. Shit.
Other profiles to come, just wanted to record some of those first impressions that will soon fade into annoyance or friendships or clashes or any ofthose things that mold and harden over the passage of time.
Overall, though...as of right now, I would say that I am very fond of my new workplace and its constituents.
Although, this Clark Kent job, so to speak, should not be construed as my only vocation, for by night I'm still livin' the dream as resident gangster-at-large, Peace, killaz.
'Till the next...
Monday, November 26, 2007
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