First day

I could hardly sleep, I was so anxious about starting my new job. You know, the new job that is going to shoot me to the stars, it will be so damn great.
I slept with one eye open and a bladder full of tea because I read a book in which the main character (it was a biography, so is she still a character?) was too broke to pay for an alarm, so when she had important things to get up for, she would drink a huge glass of water. Hence the tea and the full bladder. Hey, it works. I got up early.
I got myself ready. I made some fresh coffee. I got my tail on the road a full hour before I needed to be here. Traffic was not bad. I got to work in half an hour and it is 20+ miles away. (Hey Brian, Parkway rocks!)
I got to the door of my new office and pulled. It is a push door. That will take some getting used to. I was greeted by a very happy-to-see-me HR girl. That is a great way to start the day! She looked like she wanted to hug me, but opted for the handshake instead, only admitting later, after I was hugged by another one of the girls, that she too, had wanted to give the Bug a hug.
I met everyone. Ever notice how men in suits all look the same. I have no idea who any of them are. I feel like I met the same guy over and over again.
I have a nice little area. It is private and all mine. I even have windows.
I am so bored. I am not certain what I should be doing. I am completely retarded when it comes to the phone, so I have reverted to taking hand written messages. Whaa? I know. I will taking shorthand dictation next. (No dictation jokes. You know you are more clever than that!)
Here is to hoping that I figure out how to get in the front door tomorrow.