Reality Is Never As Bad As You Imagine
when my alarm went off at 5:30 a.m. i seriously considered calling my supervisor and telling him i had made a mistake about wanting to come back to work a day earlier than planned. i thought, "i'm just not ready. i'm not ready to get back into the grind. what if i'm bored? i don't want to meet the new girl." but the barely rational side of me pointed out that if i didn't go back today, i would still have to go back tomorrow. in essence, there would be no escape for me this time (i put that in as it's one of the adorable one's favorite quotes).
strangely, even though i had nothing scheduled or planned, i stayed relatively busy and the day flew by. not sure that will be the case tomorrow, but was glad it was easier to get back into work mode. i thought for sure i would spend time daydreaming or whiling away the day by reading blogs. and i can be as lazy as the next person, but when i'm at work, i actually like to be busy and work. it's nuts, i know.
and yes, i met the new girl. naturally she's stick thin and has blond hair, but doesn't appear so far to be some kind of major fashion maven/style star or snotball. because yes, that would bother me. then again, i spoke to her for like two minutes as i was exiting the elevator and my supervisor and her were going to lunch. it still kinda kills me that she's new and she's the one with an office, but once the new cubes are built, it will be years before she scores one for real. not being mean or snobby or cruel--that's just the reality of the situation.
i think the reason i'm not a fan right off the bat is because my supervisor has spent like two to three weeks talking her up--i get that she's 24, graduated from notre dame, led teams at target, is involved in a million organizations, is real outgoing, is a go-getter, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. it's like, "enough already dude. it's obvious that you think she's the hot shit." the reality is, she has limited experience coming into a position that will require and demand her to be up to speed as quickly as possible. and even my supervisor had to admit today that the girl is green. so, we'll see.
in the meantime, i'm gonna be professional, friendly, and on guard. because in reality, would you expect me to behave any differently? i didn't think so either.
strangely, even though i had nothing scheduled or planned, i stayed relatively busy and the day flew by. not sure that will be the case tomorrow, but was glad it was easier to get back into work mode. i thought for sure i would spend time daydreaming or whiling away the day by reading blogs. and i can be as lazy as the next person, but when i'm at work, i actually like to be busy and work. it's nuts, i know.
and yes, i met the new girl. naturally she's stick thin and has blond hair, but doesn't appear so far to be some kind of major fashion maven/style star or snotball. because yes, that would bother me. then again, i spoke to her for like two minutes as i was exiting the elevator and my supervisor and her were going to lunch. it still kinda kills me that she's new and she's the one with an office, but once the new cubes are built, it will be years before she scores one for real. not being mean or snobby or cruel--that's just the reality of the situation.
i think the reason i'm not a fan right off the bat is because my supervisor has spent like two to three weeks talking her up--i get that she's 24, graduated from notre dame, led teams at target, is involved in a million organizations, is real outgoing, is a go-getter, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. it's like, "enough already dude. it's obvious that you think she's the hot shit." the reality is, she has limited experience coming into a position that will require and demand her to be up to speed as quickly as possible. and even my supervisor had to admit today that the girl is green. so, we'll see.
in the meantime, i'm gonna be professional, friendly, and on guard. because in reality, would you expect me to behave any differently? i didn't think so either.
posted by the princess at 1/02/2007
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