I’ve never held a full-time job.
I told my (new) supervisor that I had been a full-time student most of my life, and he laughed. I’d like to think a bit of cheek only helped during my interview, but maybe they were just severely understaffed.
Halfway through today, after they assigned me a desk and a computer and a cubicle, I realized that I would be back every single weekday, to the exact same spot, for an x number of weeksmonths. It was weird not being a flighty little intern. I suppose ‘transitory office admin’ is only so much better, but still. In the last forty-five minutes of work, I looked for an appropriate wallpaper to leave on my computer screen (dandelion, lomography). It had never been worth the effort before; nor may it have been entirely appropriate.
So far it’s boring, but there have been a few interesting moments.
– A caucasian supervisor who was teaching me a computer system said “aiyah!” in the most convincing way.
– The web guy spent 30 minutes lecturing me on facebook, in which I am already extremely, extremely well versed. I was simultaneously bored to tears and amused.
– The girl who sits at the cubicle next to mine is a designer from Shanghai. Her name is Unicorn. I hope we become friends.
But the absolute best part of my day was coming home to Mowgli. lols. what can I say. He’s the love of my life. It’s only unfortunate that he likes to sniff crotches.
I am going to art school. If for no other reason than it’ll give me a legitimate excuse to buy loads and loads of pens. And create design boards. with textiles and pictures and ribbons. touchtouch.