One in the Hopper


Well, that’s one down.

I started my new job today, for those of you following along with this saga. It’s something I’ve never done before, and I’m a bit nervous about it, but in the end, the first day seemed to go pretty well.

The day started promising enough. I made my train at 6:07 a.m. with enough time to stand on the platform and have a cigarette. I probably had close to 20 minutes to kill when I got there, but I like to be early for things. I have no idea why, but I’m always paranoid I’m going to be late or worse still the train is going to be early and I’m going to miss it. Normally that’s not a big deal, but when I miss it, it’s going to make me late.

When I arrived in the big city at the big train station where all railroads go to die, I had to find my way out of the labyrinth and onto a street. I knew the street began with a “C” and I was convinced it was “Clinton”. I asked directions (hey, I’m not proud). I got them; I followed them. I found the street in question, but swear I didn’t have intercourse with it. At least I didn’t inhale. So I took off, then even stopped once to verify I was going the right direction (by asking someone again), because I couldn’t identify anything familiar to save my life.

Not that I’m familiar with the Big City. I avoid that shit like it’s the Black Death, and accepting a job there was hard. Not to mention the half-mile walk from train station to job site, which is going to be really interesting next winter.

But I was looking forward to it all, because it was a new beginning, and I was bound and determined to make it easier than I usually do. I always doom and gloom things, in case you haven’t noticed. I figure on everything being harder than it has to be. Harder than I think it will be. But this time I went in determined to have it be easier than I think it’ll be. And it was.

Well, except for one little thing.

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8 thoughts on “One in the Hopper

  1. Sherri — Oh, yeah. Tired as the day is long. I’m into my 16th hour now, and will be calling it a day soon. Not only was I out-n-about, but I had to be … (gulp!) … NICE, too. πŸ˜‰

    Thanks for your loving support, sweetie. We love ya.

  2. AWESOME – first day done and in the bag! that is the way to do it! I’m glad you are feelingood and the bosses are buyin lunch – thas always a good sign when they feed you!

  3. Raquita — Thanks! I’d feel better about the lunch if it were congratulatory instead of a welcome gift, though. Still, I’m happy to be onboard with them and in the groove. I pray I can do a good job and please the bosses so that the next free lunch is a reward. πŸ™‚

    Thank you for stopping by!

    Sherri — Nope, never tie up the Darc. But he can be nice if he has to. And he has to a lot. 😦

    πŸ˜‰ Thanks for the support, sweetie. Love ya.

  4. hey darc, not been here for a while….your account of the first day at office was fascinating, I am only sorry I was not here earlier to read it. Well, now I did, and I will be back for more posts. Take care, and good luck with the job:)

  5. Leafless — Thank you so much! I appreciate it!

    Damyanti — Thank you so much. I’ve noticed your absence. I hope you’re doing well. You’re in our prayers. You’ve had such a rough time lately, I sure hope you’re holding up all right. Thank you for coming by and for the well-wishes! More fiction coming soon, too.

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