You know, I’m sitting down to write this thing and I don’t know where to begin. Let me try and recap the week that was:
I started my new job on Tuesday. It’s a small to medium sized food manufacturing company. I met most of the people that worked there – quite a few were on vacation. I got a tour of the office, warehouse and production plant. The building and company are fairly old so making our way through the production area was interesting.
The HR Manager was taking me on this tour – first, we had to wear hairnets through the entire production facility. Nobody likes hair in their food. So we go through the door to the stairwell (no elevators here) and walk up these dicey set of stairs to the second floor. When we walked through the door I noticed that the wall was on a 5 percent grade. The stairs themselves looked like they were built by Dr. Seuss.
Of course, I did all the normal things you do on your first day of a job… fill out all the requisite paperwork, find out where to park, the do’s and don’ts of the company, etc.
As Network Administrator I figured that someone there would have set me up with an account. No. It was well after lunch that the HR Manager finally go in touch with the last guy in the position who gave me the ‘administrator’ password and I set up my own account. I mean, I know how to do it I’ve just never seen it done this way.
The next problem: the old Network Administrator had found a new job but was willing to train me on the major aspects of my job. He wasn’t willing to come in during normal hours so my days consisted of doing a whole lot of nothing all day and then cramming after hours to learn what this guy was teaching. So my first week was very tiring.
For me it was about getting my ‘work muscles’ back. I wasn’t used to sitting in an office for 8 hours a day. I was, however, used to eating and drinking whenever the hell I wanted. So that took a little getting used to again.
At some point on Wednesday an e-mail went out that some people from work were gathering at a nearby place for drinks on Friday night. I figured it was going to be some stiff affair where nobody talked to one another because there were so many new folks.
Boy, was I wrong. We had so much fun with people you NEVER would have expected to have fun together. Our national sales manager was in town (and sharing part of my office for the week) and she was so different out of the office than she was in.
We drank some, ate some, drank some more, moved to a different bar, drank, went to a different place, danced and generally made fools of ourselves. I was totally blind-sided by the whole evening because I never expected to have that much fun.
As always, I don’t intend to talk about the job in this venue because I don’t think it’s the right place to do it. I will probably end up talking about the people and all the crazy things that go on.
Even at this late in the day on Saturday, I’m feeling the effects of “The Wrath of the Bottle”. I took a nap earlier because I just haven’t been sleeping well this past week.
The first thing you might think is because I started a new job but I really don’t think that’s it. I don’t know what it is, however. Despite my dislike for naps, this one today worked out pretty well.
I think once things straighten out and I get settled in my routine then the sleep pattern will even out as well. I don’t want to end up like I did when I was out of work – up at all weird hours and then napping in the afternoon. I didn’t like myself doing that. Sometimes I didn’t know what day it was and mass confusion set in.
I started my new job on Tuesday. It’s a small to medium sized food manufacturing company. I met most of the people that worked there – quite a few were on vacation. I got a tour of the office, warehouse and production plant. The building and company are fairly old so making our way through the production area was interesting.The HR Manager was taking me on this tour – first, we had to wear hairnets through the entire production facility. Nobody likes hair in their food. So we go through the door to the stairwell (no elevators here) and walk up these dicey set of stairs to the second floor. When we walked through the door I noticed that the wall was on a 5 percent grade. The stairs themselves looked like they were built by Dr. Seuss.
Of course, I did all the normal things you do on your first day of a job… fill out all the requisite paperwork, find out where to park, the do’s and don’ts of the company, etc.
As Network Administrator I figured that someone there would have set me up with an account. No. It was well after lunch that the HR Manager finally go in touch with the last guy in the position who gave me the ‘administrator’ password and I set up my own account. I mean, I know how to do it I’ve just never seen it done this way.
The next problem: the old Network Administrator had found a new job but was willing to train me on the major aspects of my job. He wasn’t willing to come in during normal hours so my days consisted of doing a whole lot of nothing all day and then cramming after hours to learn what this guy was teaching. So my first week was very tiring.For me it was about getting my ‘work muscles’ back. I wasn’t used to sitting in an office for 8 hours a day. I was, however, used to eating and drinking whenever the hell I wanted. So that took a little getting used to again.
At some point on Wednesday an e-mail went out that some people from work were gathering at a nearby place for drinks on Friday night. I figured it was going to be some stiff affair where nobody talked to one another because there were so many new folks.
Boy, was I wrong. We had so much fun with people you NEVER would have expected to have fun together. Our national sales manager was in town (and sharing part of my office for the week) and she was so different out of the office than she was in.
We drank some, ate some, drank some more, moved to a different bar, drank, went to a different place, danced and generally made fools of ourselves. I was totally blind-sided by the whole evening because I never expected to have that much fun.As always, I don’t intend to talk about the job in this venue because I don’t think it’s the right place to do it. I will probably end up talking about the people and all the crazy things that go on.
Even at this late in the day on Saturday, I’m feeling the effects of “The Wrath of the Bottle”. I took a nap earlier because I just haven’t been sleeping well this past week.
The first thing you might think is because I started a new job but I really don’t think that’s it. I don’t know what it is, however. Despite my dislike for naps, this one today worked out pretty well.I think once things straighten out and I get settled in my routine then the sleep pattern will even out as well. I don’t want to end up like I did when I was out of work – up at all weird hours and then napping in the afternoon. I didn’t like myself doing that. Sometimes I didn’t know what day it was and mass confusion set in.
I’m glad those days are over. I prefer working to not working.
On with life.