This, that and cartons of wine
I start my new job on Monday and as always when I know I'm going to be meeting a lot of new people, I'm more than slightly nervous. I tend to decide whether I like people fairly quickly, mostly based on how they react to me. First impressions begetting first impressions I suppose.
Mental note to self; make an effort.
I am after all, the newbie and whilst it never hurts for people to be welcoming, they're already settled, already have friendship groups and most likely, others on staff they can't stand. I'll just have to figure out for myself where I fit in.
The class teacher I'm working closely with seems nice enough, if not very forthcoming...... except for when I mentioned that one of the boys in the class was very bubbly (which in truth he is) and she turned to me and said; "Camp. The word you're looking for is camp" (which is a term I wouldn't necessarily asign to an 8/9 year old. He's a CHILD for fuck's sake. Precocious, possibly. Camp? Oh come the fuck on!).
Spent the day trying to clear up my new status quo with the job center. Not an easy task. In between various phone conversations I had to haul my ass down there TWICE and it isn't what you'd call a short walk. They really are so incompetant it's almost funny (almost as in; it would be if I hadn't had to spend most of today walking there and back again, with nothing more than a 'call us on monday' to show for it).
So glad it's September. Starting this job means I'll have something to do with my days again, Boyf returns from his summer camp thingy tomorrow, shows are soon to be starting up again. I'm getting fairly excited about SPN and SV now. Considering watching S3 of Prison Break on Sky, although I have to admit that I got rather bored half way through S2 and stopped watching. Can anyone fill me in on what went on there? Just a brief 'how he wound up in this mess' will do me fine.
On a completely unrelated note, what are your thoughts on wine in a carton? I asked my dad to pick me up some white wine for tonight and he came back with a carton of the stuff. I felt such a strong urge to stick a straw in the top! Cartons are for JUICE (and possibly long life milk). This feels all wrong to me.
Plus we're out of straws.
Mental note to self; make an effort.
I am after all, the newbie and whilst it never hurts for people to be welcoming, they're already settled, already have friendship groups and most likely, others on staff they can't stand. I'll just have to figure out for myself where I fit in.
The class teacher I'm working closely with seems nice enough, if not very forthcoming...... except for when I mentioned that one of the boys in the class was very bubbly (which in truth he is) and she turned to me and said; "Camp. The word you're looking for is camp" (which is a term I wouldn't necessarily asign to an 8/9 year old. He's a CHILD for fuck's sake. Precocious, possibly. Camp? Oh come the fuck on!).
Spent the day trying to clear up my new status quo with the job center. Not an easy task. In between various phone conversations I had to haul my ass down there TWICE and it isn't what you'd call a short walk. They really are so incompetant it's almost funny (almost as in; it would be if I hadn't had to spend most of today walking there and back again, with nothing more than a 'call us on monday' to show for it).
So glad it's September. Starting this job means I'll have something to do with my days again, Boyf returns from his summer camp thingy tomorrow, shows are soon to be starting up again. I'm getting fairly excited about SPN and SV now. Considering watching S3 of Prison Break on Sky, although I have to admit that I got rather bored half way through S2 and stopped watching. Can anyone fill me in on what went on there? Just a brief 'how he wound up in this mess' will do me fine.
On a completely unrelated note, what are your thoughts on wine in a carton? I asked my dad to pick me up some white wine for tonight and he came back with a carton of the stuff. I felt such a strong urge to stick a straw in the top! Cartons are for JUICE (and possibly long life milk). This feels all wrong to me.
Plus we're out of straws.