Another day, another dollar
I start my new job tomorrow. I'm feeling quite nervous, actually. It's a good job - a promotion of sorts, but I'm scared I'll get it wrong! That's the problem with working in a hospital - getting something wrong can mean the difference between life and death. It's especially true of my new job, because I am moving to Cancer Services.
I know that I will enjoy this job more than the Support Secretary I was until Friday - it's more of a challenge and will be more intellectually demanding. That makes me happy.
Less happily, I do not currently have a desk/workstation. This does not fill me with joy. I am also quite concerned that I am shadowing someone this week and then doing their job next week. I'm good, but am I that good?!
I want to succeed in this job. In fact, it's the impetus for me to learn to drive, because the hours are irregular at times and I will sometimes need to work off site.
I'm looking forward to my new job, but I'm scared too. And, justified though first day nerves are, I could happily live without them!
-- Posted from my iPhone
I know that I will enjoy this job more than the Support Secretary I was until Friday - it's more of a challenge and will be more intellectually demanding. That makes me happy.
Less happily, I do not currently have a desk/workstation. This does not fill me with joy. I am also quite concerned that I am shadowing someone this week and then doing their job next week. I'm good, but am I that good?!
I want to succeed in this job. In fact, it's the impetus for me to learn to drive, because the hours are irregular at times and I will sometimes need to work off site.
I'm looking forward to my new job, but I'm scared too. And, justified though first day nerves are, I could happily live without them!
-- Posted from my iPhone