Crouch (Photo)
Whine. Whine, whine. Whinewhinewhine, whinewhinewhinewhine.
The car won't be here for another 1-2 weeks. The bus is an hour each way. Much as I come with the weight of previous experience and suchlike at work, I am still required, by myself at the minimum, to prove myself, get all the changes down pat. Steeling myself for a full two weeks of up at 0500, home at 1630, getting done anything else on weekends. By bus. In a town with less than ideal public transit. As compared to a certain large NE city.
Sniff.
Oh, well. Annoying, frustrating, not the worst bit of my life. Just the papercut right here, right now.
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7 comments:
Please tell me that you are being afforded someone to mentor/colleague your (re)orienting to the new. New policies, procedures, ad nauseum.
As for the state of mass transit in your city, much less the rest of the country, arrrrgh.
Paper cut = ouch!
But those paper cuts can be so bloody annoying.
Hang in there.
It'll pass; in the meantime take good care of yourself, lots and lots of care. New starts are always challenging and undermining, aren't they? The outlook from your new place looks very pleasant indeed.
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Oh, I've been sluething around trying to find out where you are. I think the word Salt is the clue. Mormons?
Big clue there, click the link.
Yes, they are giving me time, but I'm pushing, bored, and eager to resume my competence.
Forgot to say, the photo made me smile because I too am used to looking out through a window frame with that backview-of-black-cat shape in the middle of it...
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