This is NOT an April Fool's joke. I am INFACT Posting.
So, wow, 39 weeks since I last posted. I thought it was longer. A lot has changed since then, some good, most not to much, but hey, it'll sure make an amusing memoir one day once I figure out how to write.
In the last 39 weeks (or so) the following has happened:
I graduated from URI, Cumma Sum Laude
I went to Cancun with my extended family as a graduation present
My brother and I had a falling out - we are now just recovering from that
I quit my job of six years at the Showcase
I spent 4 months trying to find a job with no success
I became depressed - all the money spent/college couldn't land me any job
I got hired by a temp agency and now have a job
I have job where I can write on LJ all day if I wanted to
I discovered I don't like writing on LJ all day
I discovered I am midly obsessed with Paul Rudd
Having an office job is NOTHING like THE OFFICE
But, it sometimes is
Gmail emoticons are fun
Gmail = AIM for people who have day jobs
Zach Braff = Beardface now
I got sick last week - I never get sick ergo I am getting old
I find out if I get to keep this job at the end of April
My life has become completely routine - And I'm ok with it.
End List.
So bulleted lists are only so much fun. My job is a job, at first it was like an intern position - filing, copying, etc. Then it elevated and I got training and "let's pretend fake jobs". Then it was making excel spreadsheets and inputing things in databases. Then for the last few weeks, I've been actually sending out stuff for other people here to our accounts and customers learning the basics of faxing and whatnot. Now, this week I have my own live job. It's exciting - in a mundane sort of way. I get to move a woman who works for the government from NY to Paris. And all her stuff. It's kind of nerve racking, cause I am like in charge of all her possessions, even though I'll never see her or her stuff. But still, I mean, what I do matters - well to her at least. Working at the Showcase, as fun as it was, impacted no one significantly. I mean ripping a ticket or sweeping up popcorn is something that needs to be done, but I can't see how either of those actions could be described as life-changing. I'm sure I can handle it, but still, new things and all that.
My life has been mostly work. But I do miss the social freedom being jobless allows.
I think I want to go to the zoo. Or the aquarium. Hmmm...
In the last 39 weeks (or so) the following has happened:
I graduated from URI, Cumma Sum Laude
I went to Cancun with my extended family as a graduation present
My brother and I had a falling out - we are now just recovering from that
I quit my job of six years at the Showcase
I spent 4 months trying to find a job with no success
I became depressed - all the money spent/college couldn't land me any job
I got hired by a temp agency and now have a job
I have job where I can write on LJ all day if I wanted to
I discovered I don't like writing on LJ all day
I discovered I am midly obsessed with Paul Rudd
Having an office job is NOTHING like THE OFFICE
But, it sometimes is
Gmail emoticons are fun
Gmail = AIM for people who have day jobs
Zach Braff = Beardface now
I got sick last week - I never get sick ergo I am getting old
I find out if I get to keep this job at the end of April
My life has become completely routine - And I'm ok with it.
End List.
So bulleted lists are only so much fun. My job is a job, at first it was like an intern position - filing, copying, etc. Then it elevated and I got training and "let's pretend fake jobs". Then it was making excel spreadsheets and inputing things in databases. Then for the last few weeks, I've been actually sending out stuff for other people here to our accounts and customers learning the basics of faxing and whatnot. Now, this week I have my own live job. It's exciting - in a mundane sort of way. I get to move a woman who works for the government from NY to Paris. And all her stuff. It's kind of nerve racking, cause I am like in charge of all her possessions, even though I'll never see her or her stuff. But still, I mean, what I do matters - well to her at least. Working at the Showcase, as fun as it was, impacted no one significantly. I mean ripping a ticket or sweeping up popcorn is something that needs to be done, but I can't see how either of those actions could be described as life-changing. I'm sure I can handle it, but still, new things and all that.
My life has been mostly work. But I do miss the social freedom being jobless allows.
I think I want to go to the zoo. Or the aquarium. Hmmm...