Wednesday, January 13, 2010

One Week

I started work at the Job one week ago today.  It has been a long, long week.  I'm hopeful that it is only due to the fact that I am being bombarded with information overload in these training sessions that, while helpful, are really overwhelming, and that once I start in on my actual assignments and the formal "trainings" taper off, that things will feel better.  So far there have been some pretty serious ups and downs - kind of like when I started law school:  one day I feel great about everything and just know that I am going to conquer the world with my mad litigating skills, the next day I want to curl up in a ball and suck my thumb because I'm so intimidated by what I've gotten myself into.  Seeing as how I don't have built-in hormones that might have trained me to adjust to such violent moodswings, this has been somewhat difficult to adjust to.

But the people I work with have been super welcoming and supportive and friendly and my commute isn't bad at all.  In fact, I really kind of enjoy commuting.  I can sing at the top of my lungs to Glee without bugging Paul.  And I don't care what other drivers think.


  1. You had my sympathy until you mentioned Glee. Then Paul had my sympathy.

    I work for a small law firm and got almost no on-the-job training. I generally got a paragraph of instructions, and possibly a five minute explanation of those instructions and had to figure it out on my own. Not exactly stress-free that way, either.

  2. Hang in there - I'm sure you can conquer this. You finished law school, passed the bar, and got the job, right? You'll be fine! Also, can you post more pictures of northern California? We're living vicariously.

  3. You're doing great!! :) hang in there.

  4. Ahhh, the life of a working girl! I'm a little jealous. But only a little. :) You'll do great.


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