March theme: lists

Today started off pretty well.

I got up, dressed, ready for work, got to the train well before it did, was early for work, got a coffee, went upstairs feeling really pleased to be there. My supervisor was at the front desk, and her greeting was pretty muted, which I attributed to her having a very busy, stressful week.

No matter! I am there! It is a new day! It is not yet 8 o’clock proper! I am on time!

Not a super busy day for me. I felt on many occasions that I was being talked down to, but I think–hope–that will dissipate in time as I prove myself to be as smart as the average bear. I have no problem with having to prove myself.

Seemed to go alright.

Tonight I get home, and the recruiter who placed me leaves a message, call her at home. I know that’s not good. I knew someone had called to complain about something I’d done, but I couldn’t totally figure out what it was. What had I done so wrong that it merited a call to my recruiter??

My supervisor, sitting at the desk when I arrived, was under the impression that I was late this morning. WTF? So she called to complain. I feel such a sense of disappointment. All day long, people weren’t unfriendly, but they weren’t demonstrating any warmth, either. I kinda wondered if I belonged there. And this was like a kick in the teeth. I’m hanging out at home, bummed out about it. And instead of 8 o’clock, I have to be there by 7:45, at least for a bit.

No doubt my poor mood is also due in part to a relatively sleepless night last night. Tomorrow, new day, right?

P.S. The nose continues to improve/heal. In fact, I have largely forgotten that I had my nose pierced, so tonight when I went to exfoliate my face, I rubbed the dollop of blue-beaded facial cleanser right into my nose. Twice. It seems to be fine, though. I checked for stray blue beading around the stud. The proof will be in the pudding tomorrow morning and we’ll see what size the beak becomes.