I'm a big kid now!!

Monday, 4:35am: Woke up, got dressed, did hair.

5:30am: Left house to go to train station #1 to buy weekly ticket. Stopped by Dunkin' Donuts for coffee.

6:00am: Arrived at train station #2 to catch butt-crazy early train with all the other grownups. Felt really cool.

7:00am: Arrived at train station #3 and took shuttle van to work.

7:20am: Arrived at work early--very early. Sat and had a chat with co-classmate. Felt very nervous and caffeine buzzed.

8:00am: Orientation starts.

Lots of paperwork and signing things and hearing lots of information. Learned about kick-ass benefits package. Had a Red Bull during breakfast break, along with cottage cheese and strawberries. Still felt very nervous and more buzzed--but awake and functioning.

12:00pm: Lunchtime in the cafeteria, provided by the company (up to $7). Ham and muenster cheese with mayo on wheat bread, potato chips, Snapple green tea, and Twizzlers...grand total $6.63. Will definitely not be buying lunch in the cafeteria every day, if ever again.

1:00pm: Orientation continues. Was not as nervous as in the morning, but still very buzzed.

4:00pm: Whirlwind tour of the labryinthine building. Ended up more confused about the place than I was in the morning.

4:30pm: Day ends early. Hopped on shuttle van back to train station.

4:47:49pm: Dashed to platform in hopes of catching the 4:47 train home. Attempt failed. Caught the following train 25 minutes later.

6:00pm: Arrived back home after my first day at a real job.

Tuesday, 1am: Finally went to sleep.

5:25am: Woke up and got ready for another day.

Needless to say, I am exhausted. I got zero sleep over the weekend, and I've had about 8 hours of sleep in the past 2 days. However, everything is good so far with the new job. I don't feel like I'm being brainwashed or converted to some weird method of thinking. There isn't a whole culture of "learn it now and learn it quick before you get thrown to the wolves." I have flipping sweet benefits. Everyone is really nice to each other. But genuinely nice...not that fake nice where there's a big old smile and a wave hi but they really want to shoot themselves and everyone in the place. The building security is amazingly tight and all the dudes in the booth are retired police officers. I have my own cool litle ID badge that unlocks doors and stuff.

So I get up with the grownups, go to work like grownups, get benefits like grownups, get paid like a younger grownup, and come home tired like grownups.

Wow! I guess that means I'm almost there...just gotta move out. And I'm pretty close to that, too.

Ok, too tired to come up with some reflective ending. I'll be lucky if I can stay up long enough to see "The Office" tonight. Peace.

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