Take This Job and Shove It!

So Julie has informed me that I have been slacking, and that she and Kristen have been running this thing for the last week. Well you know what Julie? I've been a tad busy. What have I been busy with you ask? Well friends, that would be my brand spanking new job! That's right, after seven long, depressing, debillitating, soul sucking years, I have been released from my job/prison. The day I accepted the job, October 15th, will go down as a great day in history. We'll be celebrating this day next year, so clear your calendars. Since I don't know how to actually do a cartwheel, I spent my last two weeks attempting reasonable facsimiles in my cube. It was great, and I don't think I've ever been so happy.

But now the reality of actually having to perform a new job is setting in. First of all, I work in Provo. Are you kidding me? Who works in Provo? I was treated to a real doozy on my second day in the office when we had that lovely snow storm, and it took me almost an hour and a half to roll into work. Now I know what Julie feels like every day with her 345 mile commute every day! Secondly, I have no idea what I'm doing! This is one of the large reasons that I hate starting a new job. I'm a slight control freak, and not knowing what's going on hurts my head. So if I've talked to any of you on the phone, and I didn't know what I was saying, please bear with me.

But in the meantime, I think back to my seven years as a POW, and I am just delighted with my ridiculous commute, and inability to perform my new job!