Ah, the first day... of school, of summer camp, of work... This bizarre experience where you walk in and try to figure out what the order of things are, before you ask yourself, where do I fit into this picture? I have no shortage of education under my belt. All through elementary school, high school and all of my post secondary schooling (two colleges and one university)... every new school year, new school term even, I had to mentally prepare for the first day.
Work? Exactly the same. I walked in today and took in my surroundings, and observed the people I would now be working with for somewhere around 40 hours a week. At the end of this day, I have only three questions left. (1) Where is the sugar for my tea and coffee? (2) Who drinks the Nesquik in the kitchen anyway? (3) Why are the washrooms not on our floor? To be fair.. I still need to confirm that they aren't on our floor. But they're blatantly obvious on the twelfth floor so I can't imagine where they're hiding. That was Day 1. Phew.
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