Coheed and Cambria’s Backend of Forever starts to play at an abysmal 7:30am and my eyes burn.

Btw: Thanks everyone for the text messages and well wishes that came in other forms. I’m sorry I didn’t reply to all of you, I got busy :/ but you guys can read about my day here =)

Today was the first day at my new gig and I’m pretty excited about the coming months, of course, you can replace “excited” with words such as “dreadful” or “omigawd” (in all contexts of the fake word). There are about 30-35 of us starting today and out of this group, I represent 50% of the Canadian population. Awesome. At first I wasn’t feeling very social at all. I just sat there on my own minding my own business, hopeful at the day to come and only speaking when spoken to. That, of course, changed as the day progressed and I think I started to motormouth at my peers. Oh well. A lot of them needed the practice anyway.

After the formalities were out of the way, we got our temporary passes and toured the building. It’s a very anti-climactic building if you ask me, but I suppose it’s to be expected since we were told “not to get comfortable” as we would be asked to move desks in a few months as the building develops.

I sit in a cubicle. Think Dilbert, but instead of some phallic tie, it’s a t-shirt and an unkempt hair-don’t. My desk is L-shaped and I have 1 legitimate tower and monitor.. I also have a somewhat less legitimate second monitor and tower. It’s the nammer in me: I saw it, took it, and never looked back. Haha, just kidding, I saw others take it first, so I called dibs.

“Dibs!” Say it out loud. Now imagine me saying it.. now, imagine me saying it to myself. You get the picture?

I don’t exactly have coworkers that work directly with me, but of the people I met today, everybody seems incredibly welcoming and nice. A few are cliquey, but I’m sure I come off the same way too, though, it is only the first day, so I’ll save first impressions till later. For now, I think I’ve befriended Crumpets and KL. How you ask? Well, as the story goes, I wandered over when I had “nothing to do” and bothered them till they liked me. I’m annoying like that sometimes.

Also, please refrain from using the name of the place that I’ll be working at because I do not yet know their policy about blogs, so let’s just call them Softofu for now. I work for Softofu. Plus, people have been canned for lesser things than possible coworker trash on a blog.

Oh, for you gossip mongers out there: Yes, some people do look like they fell out of the ugly tree and hit the geek dildos all the way down. Somebody. One in particular, we’ll call him Foux de Fafa, is very nice, but kind of creeps me out. I think that there might be something lost in translation, or he just wants to share his baguette with me. (read: He was a boy, I was a boy. Can I make it anymore obvious? I like sandwiches, I-think-he-likes ballet. What more can I say?)

Lastly, the washroom has a freaking cushioned seating area. The men’s washroom. WTF?!

Anyhow, this will be an incredibly trying month as i predict, so it’s time to focus because I may seem close from far, but I’m far from close. I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.

/end cheese

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