Things have gotten better. I still am adjusting to my new job, of course, but there is no good reason why I should worry - this place seems to be great and definitely, definitely better than my last job. I seem to have come down with a cold. I'm coughing and congested and its annoying but its not so bad that I'd stay at home.
My job's actually kind of funny. There is this big discussion on the best way on modifying one of our products for a customer who has some specific requirements and I'm caught in the middle between mechanical engineers, an electrical engineering contractor and the other software people. They sent me to an off-site meeting yesterday where I was lone software person there since the VP of Engineering never showed up. And now they are all looking to me to answer these questions, but it's like my 3rd day - I don't know ANYTHING, so I just make it up, lol. As my boss said to me today, "well, this is why we hired you and pay you the big bucks...what do YOU think we should do?" It's kind of cool, yet ridiculous at the same. I never got *any* respect at my last job.
Last time I mentioned that I was the boy-who-cried-wolf of crushes. This is so true. I'm thinking about all the people who I told about the incident I wrote about two journals before (whether in person or online)...
Let's see: my roommate Sara, my old coworkers Keith and Jen, my little sister, my little brother, my best friend Shawn, his gf Christina, her step-brother George, Shawn's ex-gf Melissa, my friend Michy, my brother's roommate Mumbles, my old roommate Ellis, my ex-coworker Rich, my ex-coworker Don, my therapist (of course I have one!), everyone on SG who happened to read my journal, and most recently my friend Johnathan (who happens to be the guy who wrote PeasantsQuest). Wow, it's probably easier to list the people I didn't tell, lol. I love to tell stories, and as my friends know, I'm incapable of telling a short story. I'm not as self-absorbed or shallow or silly as I may seem, but I can be over-dramatic.
I wish it would stop raining. It's been raining since Monday and the weather report says it will rain until next Monday. I don't have any Memorial Day plans at all. Marg is going away to visit her sisters so it will just be me and Sara. Sara's kind-of new bg Leroy is coming up from NY to visit though, so she will be kind of busy. I want to do something fun this weekend. Maybe I'll hop in my car drive somewhere and have a picnic. Maybe I'll try and hang out with more of the friends that I never get to see. And I definitely need to go to at least one barbecue. Since no one I know is having one, I might just have one myself.
My job's actually kind of funny. There is this big discussion on the best way on modifying one of our products for a customer who has some specific requirements and I'm caught in the middle between mechanical engineers, an electrical engineering contractor and the other software people. They sent me to an off-site meeting yesterday where I was lone software person there since the VP of Engineering never showed up. And now they are all looking to me to answer these questions, but it's like my 3rd day - I don't know ANYTHING, so I just make it up, lol. As my boss said to me today, "well, this is why we hired you and pay you the big bucks...what do YOU think we should do?" It's kind of cool, yet ridiculous at the same. I never got *any* respect at my last job.
Last time I mentioned that I was the boy-who-cried-wolf of crushes. This is so true. I'm thinking about all the people who I told about the incident I wrote about two journals before (whether in person or online)...
Let's see: my roommate Sara, my old coworkers Keith and Jen, my little sister, my little brother, my best friend Shawn, his gf Christina, her step-brother George, Shawn's ex-gf Melissa, my friend Michy, my brother's roommate Mumbles, my old roommate Ellis, my ex-coworker Rich, my ex-coworker Don, my therapist (of course I have one!), everyone on SG who happened to read my journal, and most recently my friend Johnathan (who happens to be the guy who wrote PeasantsQuest). Wow, it's probably easier to list the people I didn't tell, lol. I love to tell stories, and as my friends know, I'm incapable of telling a short story. I'm not as self-absorbed or shallow or silly as I may seem, but I can be over-dramatic.
I wish it would stop raining. It's been raining since Monday and the weather report says it will rain until next Monday. I don't have any Memorial Day plans at all. Marg is going away to visit her sisters so it will just be me and Sara. Sara's kind-of new bg Leroy is coming up from NY to visit though, so she will be kind of busy. I want to do something fun this weekend. Maybe I'll hop in my car drive somewhere and have a picnic. Maybe I'll try and hang out with more of the friends that I never get to see. And I definitely need to go to at least one barbecue. Since no one I know is having one, I might just have one myself.
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We arrived around midnight because my fool friends were running late all night. I was wearing black corset-top with turquoise trim and garterbelt with ratty fishnets. Friends were primarily dancing in the cage, gawking at people a lot.