The first morning of my new job, I woke up excited. No apprehension. No second thoughts. No nerves.
By the middle of the second day, I had been through several hours of orientation, moved into my new office, started ordering supplies, met the staff, and pitched in on an office project.
At the end of day three, I came home exclaiming that "I love my job! I really love my new job!"
At the end of day four - today - I started wondering...so when's it all going to fall apart?
I hope this isn't just some fluke. That I'll walk into the building on my fifth day and it'll somehow be different, like the honeymoon will be over, and my new co-workers will decide to stop sucking up to me and show their true colors.
Can it be? Can it really be that I've found the job I always thought didn't exist? The one where people work as a team. The one where management shows great leadership yet eagerly accepts employee feedback and suggestions for improvement. The one where employees are respected for hard work, commitment, and conscientious behavior. The one where harassment and bias and unethical behavior are not tolerated. Have I found the one job that makes me eager to get up in the morning and keeps me excited and energized throughout the day? The one that I don't complain about or wish to leave? The one that would keep me engaged for the rest of my career?
Who knows. From the look and feel of the first week, I can say it's unlike any other job I've ever had. I didn't dread going to work by day two. I had begun to think I would never find happiness in my career. I'm honestly nearly giddy, as my first week draws to a close.
If I had the Magic-8 ball close at hand, the message that would appear from the depths of the murky blue liquid would read: "Signs point to yes."
Check back next week. I'm hoping for the confirmation, "It is decidedly so."
By the middle of the second day, I had been through several hours of orientation, moved into my new office, started ordering supplies, met the staff, and pitched in on an office project.
At the end of day three, I came home exclaiming that "I love my job! I really love my new job!"
At the end of day four - today - I started wondering...so when's it all going to fall apart?
I hope this isn't just some fluke. That I'll walk into the building on my fifth day and it'll somehow be different, like the honeymoon will be over, and my new co-workers will decide to stop sucking up to me and show their true colors.
Can it be? Can it really be that I've found the job I always thought didn't exist? The one where people work as a team. The one where management shows great leadership yet eagerly accepts employee feedback and suggestions for improvement. The one where employees are respected for hard work, commitment, and conscientious behavior. The one where harassment and bias and unethical behavior are not tolerated. Have I found the one job that makes me eager to get up in the morning and keeps me excited and energized throughout the day? The one that I don't complain about or wish to leave? The one that would keep me engaged for the rest of my career?
Who knows. From the look and feel of the first week, I can say it's unlike any other job I've ever had. I didn't dread going to work by day two. I had begun to think I would never find happiness in my career. I'm honestly nearly giddy, as my first week draws to a close.
If I had the Magic-8 ball close at hand, the message that would appear from the depths of the murky blue liquid would read: "Signs point to yes."
Check back next week. I'm hoping for the confirmation, "It is decidedly so."
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