Yesterday, my first day at LEGALSOURCE (yep, they spell it in CAPS), was best explained to me by one of my co-workers:
"Well, you picked one hell of a day to start, huh?"
She was smiling when she said it.
Everything's completely fine, don't worry... and I certainly won't bore you with the details... but the day was a whirlwind, and would have been unbelievably eventful to me if I had a clue as to what was going on half the time.
As you might imagine, I had a lot of substance and admin thrown my way.
By night's end (8:30pm or so, with an unusually early start this morning, both due to a late order that needed to be filled for this morning), I was being told by everyone that this sort of hectic day/late rush happens all of a few times a year, at most, and that I shouldn't be scared off.
Not at all.
The big picture, then:
* I like my co-workers;
* I like my office;
* I like the locaton; and
* I like the work that I'm going to be doing.
My most direct supervisor took me out for lunch, then apologized for it not being a "legit" welcome aboard lunch... telling me that that would come very soon.
All I could think was-- when was the last time any employer of mine paid for my lunch, let alone two? ;)
By day's end, I'd had the opportunity to work with everyone in the office, sit in on an interview, make some calls... and so I'm thinking that there will be more than enough work to keep me busy.
Which is more than I've been able to say for some jobs.
This also means that, in the beginning, Internet accessibility will be relatively minimal. After all, I need to get the bathroom key (and the bathrooms are very nice, keeping my theory alive, btw) before I get busted for porn, right?
So please... bear with me. I'll try to communicate by smoke signals in the interim.