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Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Or at least the rest of my work life. I'm starting a job at a real nonprofit organization this morning -- the kind of job I've wanted for years and went through a master's program to help me get. And I'm absolutely terrified.
The work will be pretty similar to what I've been doing for years -- editing and production for publications -- but now it actually matters. Real human lives depend on this organization's services, and it's my job to help communicate what those services are and how people can use them. It's scary. I don't want to fuck up.
Plus there's the regular new-job stuff weighing on my mind: Will I remember everybody's names? Will my coworkers like me? Where do I put my lunch? What if I get nervous and fart, and everyone secretly refers to me as Fart Girl for the rest of my life?
So, just to review: In the last three weeks, I've moved into a new home, had to leave town for the funeral of a beloved family member, finished up work at my old job and started a new job. I get very tired just thinking about these things. I wish I could take just one more nap before the new gig gets started. But I have to be at orientation at 9:00.
Replies: 2 Confessions
Or you could be, you know, happy and excited because of all your new opportunities (not counting the death of the beloved family member, which obviously sucks). Also you left out the internation houseguest.
Reverend Agnes Lionel @ 05/29/2007 10:04 AM CST
But if you do become fart girl, think of all the cool toys you can fill your space with. whoopie cushions, farting toys.
On another note, hooray, you are going to be doing important socially relevant work that will make a difference in peoples lives.
eighmie @ 05/29/2007 07:56 PM CST