Three coffees into my day on a Friday at 7:30. Been in my new job for 7 days and it rocks! My enthusiasm has nothing to do with my caffeine high, albeit I feel mighty energetic and Super Man invincible right about now. Cliff at the office told me I should crash hard around 9pm... I will be sure to be on the loveseat all stretched out so I can pensively wait for my downfall.
The office I work at is FABULOUS! Everyone is lovely and nice and so welcoming. One girl told me when we met today that she has heard a lot about me and that someone else told her it was like I had been there forever. So far this is a temp to permanent gig but the VP of Sales told me at dinner the other night that he hopes to have the discussion soon about my being brought on full time. WOOHOO!
I have learned a lot over the last 7 work days - about a new industry, new software platforms, rules and regulations. I have also learned that on Sundays my stomach isn't turning over from stress thinking about going to work Monday morning as it was with my last position. Yeah, if they don't bring me on permanent I will be all sorts of broken hearted. The people and the atmosphere make up for the drop in salary but the perks outweigh that in a big way.
I feel like cleaning the house naked! It's been a great week, minus the fact that Patrick Swayze died. The things/myths Dirty Dancing taught me were as follows:
1. Your first time will make you glow and smile the next morning like the act lasted more than 20 minutes.
2. The more dance lessons you have the skimpier your outfits get.
3. Not everyone falls for the Cheetah.
4. Even the odd looking girls with a good heart can get the guy in the end.
5. Older sisters with complexes can drain you. If they are tone deaf it makes things worse but more laughable.
6. Kellerman's was a sun friendly environment but Lord help you if you needed an activity on a rainy day, thus, sex with Johnny Castle.
7. It's never a good idea to hide things from your parents.
8. The good guys should always come out on top and the scumbags should always have their charity donations to Yale torn up in front of their faces.
Dirty Dancing was an interesting movie for me - Our Senior High School Ball theme was 'I had the time of my life', the abortion Dr in the movie was stopping in New Paltz - where I grew up, and my maiden name was Gray, Jennifer Gray. I caught a lot of shit for that in the years after the movie came out and when people asked me on the phone at the office if I was the same Jennifer Grey I said yes but that I was told to keep my day job.
Speaking of Jennifer Grey, I also learned the valuable lesson that your nose job can ruin your career. So love your nose, embrace the bigness that you have on your face and appreciate the DNA and genetics that added to your facial features. Even if you look like Toucan Sam, it's part of who you are and what people recognize about you... It's as plain as the nose on your face.
Nobody puts Baby in a corner....
Friday, September 18, 2009
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