Yes, you heard right, I'm back. A little later than planned, but then I always was one to make an entrance. So, before we begin, I 'upgraded' my template here, and although that means I get some extra benefits, I seem to have lost Haloscan in the move, so it looks like nobody ever commented on the old posts. But that's ok - we both know that those old posts were wildly popular and generated much fierce debate and many profound utterances. But that's all in the past; let's move on.
So to business. A lot has happened whilst I've been away. First off, I got a new job! One that I don't hate with every fibre of my being! Imagine that. Having decided, at the start of the year, that this would be the 'Year of Just', I set out to get a new job, and then I got one. It wasn't quite that simple, and I had to jump through many hoops to get this job, in fact, considering the 5 hours I had to spend at an assessment centre, the 2 hour-long personality and motivation questionnaires, and the panel interview with a presentation, it felt more like I was jumping through flaming hoops on a motorcycle. Blindfolded. With my hands tied behind my back. And you get the idea. However, as you all know, I REALLY hated my old job, so I'd have done it all twice if they'd asked me.
It has been really weird to be the 'new girl' again after such a long time (five l-o-n-g years), but we're 4 weeks in now and I am just about feeling settled and getting a grip on what the job actually involves. This was a total mystery for the first 2 weeks, as I am in a brand new department and I was the only new staff member to have joined; all the other staff were temps or 'interim'. I kept being introduced to people and then being told they were leaving at the end of the week. Plus, the woman who was inducting me (is it just me, or does that sound vaguely sexual? Say it slowly to yourself, go on: in-duct-ing. You get me?), whilst she was very nice, every time I asked her a vital question, such as 'where is the stationery? Where are the teabags kept? What is that strange electrical buzzing noise coming from above my desk?', she would inevitably reply: 'I honestly don't know.' Anyway, many of these mysteries have now been revealed to me - though the stationery cupboard still remains something of an enigma...and as I said, it's all starting to come together a bit more now.
So, all is well at the new workplace, and so now, I really must get back to the Oscar-winning screenplay. Back soon.
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4 comments:
Way-hey! Welcome back Just, I've missed ya here in the blogosphere or whatever the hip term is these days for it.
Congratulations on the new job, I wouldn't worry too much if you have to kill Ozma, it's not like London is short of annoying Aussies. Nice pic btw!
Hey! Thanks - will probably go all shy tomorrow and remove pic! You're right on the ratio of Aussies in London...one would not be missed...
The pic is nice but it does kind of remove the veil of anonymity we all crave when bitching about our jobs on the worldwide internet.
Glad you are no-longer working in ______ing. That sounded like a job where you could be inducted several times a day...
dead rabbits' society - Only if you know who I am! Besides, the pic will be taken down shortly, I think and I'm probably going to go back to the old template, as I can't seem to make changes to the page as easily as I could before. Your user name implies you keep dead rabbits.
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