Day Two

The lady who's supposed to be training me is busy. I mean, like so busy she doesn't have time to train me. At all. So, here's what I did on day two down to Facilities Management:

- filled my water bottle four times - and drank it all

- made seven trips to the bathroom (everyone there probably thinks I have an overactive bladder)

- tried to think of the best way to bring some good toilet paper from home and hide it so I can still get to it easily but so no one else will try to use it (that one-ply-feels-like-cardboard stuff is just not going to work for me).

- fiddled around with the five levers on my chair. I still don't know what two of them do.

- read an entire project proposal to fix a leaky roof. It was 120 pages long. Who knew it takes that much paperwork??

- made up my own spreadsheet to test my Excel skills

- folded five letters and put them in envelopes

- talked to the student worker about his 20-year-old Toyota Camry. Incidentally, we also talked about it yesterday. Ooo-weee, he's a talker.

- talked to three other employees about their personal lives. I still don't understand why people tell me some of the stuff they tell me. I mean, we barely just met. I don't need to know how messed up your family is, man. That's second or third meeting conversation.

- attempted to find a place to eat lunch where I would not get knifed. Unfortunately, I am now overly paranoid so everyone, even the non-thugs, looked like thugs. I ended up swallowing my hamburger whole while holding my purse on my lap with one hand and two thighs. I then ran to my car, keys in hand, while shouting, "Please don't mug me, please don't mug me!"

- tried to adjust to no Internet time. Quitting cold turkey is hard. Especially when you have nothing else to do. And I mean, I can't make an eighth trip to the bathroom. That would just be too much.