Wednesday, February 01, 2006

tomorrow: jobville.

i'd be lying if i said i wasn't a bit nervous about the first day on the new job tomorrow. it's a relief to be out of newspapers, but still scary b/c what my former supervisor said when letting me go was true: i have been distracted by the shit of the last three weeks (too many things to mention) and i need to get my head in the game. i need to shut out my insecurities and neuroses and just focus on things that i can control. that's the tough part.
and i'm not a control freak. i try to give every single person the benefit of the doubt, i hope that i won't be screwed over and that the things i would do for people, they would do for me as well. but i also know that i can't predict the outcome of anything at all. all i can do is my best at the new job tomorrow.

what does a girl wear for the first day of work, anyhow? it's a casual environment, but do i want to show up in jeans on day one?

and will this toothache EVER GO AWAY?

and where should i eat lunch tomorrow? maybe i'll request that the dust eat lunch with me for moral support.

him: you are kicking ass and taking names!
me: how do you know that? you don't work in my office.
him: you always kick ass and take names!
me: thanks. let's eat some egg salad.

basically i need to both kick ass and take names tomorrow. i need to be supergirl. but without the tights and cape, b/c that's just weird. save the tights and cape for day six.

i also have not smoked since i got home this morning -- roughly 9:30 a.m. wait. that's only two hours and 20 minutes. i guess that is a good schedule to incorporate into the new job hours.

as many of you know, i stopped smoking for seven months this past year. seven months. it's a long time, but stress got the better of me, and i found that smoking is a better option than jabbing out one's eye with a sharpie.

i feel better when i don't smoke. i don't need my inhaler when i don't smoke. so why do i smoke?

there are only a few things in this world that make me feel like a person. much of the time i feel so... tainted. broken. beyond repair. smoking takes the edge off of that.

speaking of taking the edge off, it sounds as though i have to enter back into risperdal land.

yeah, i'm a total catch.

2 comments:

eM said...

Kari, you ARE a total catch, get used to it.

And for the first day, dress nicer than you normally do--just like for school :) You're going to be meeting a lot of people and want to look professional and good. If everyone wears jeans and holey t-shirts, then fine, phase to that, but start out looking good. I'm always amazed at what people consider 'casual.' Like when Dyl wears a polo and black khakis (are they still considered khakis?), he looks like uber-dressy to me. Although we are amazing slobs compared to most, I've realized. Lucky we're kind of cute and rather smart, otherwise we'd be totally fucked.

You definitely WILL kick ass and take names!!! You are superduper girl and will rock the world :)

*HUGS*

Anonymous said...

hello sister,

you definitely should wear something a notch or two above denim. perhaps a nice pair of slacks (a total mom word). what about the camel ones?

if you're going to do a knit for the top, than make sure it looks more polished than a t-shirt.

oh, and call the UofM dental school!