"Am I a complete raving lunatic ...

or have we not been paid ANYTHING in three weeks?"
"Can't both be true?"
-- Wild Writer (Bobcat Goldthwait) and Father Writer (Robert Klein), Radioland Murders

Payday? Is awesome. Now I remember why working doesn't suck twice a month.

Actually, I think I'm still in the honeymoon phase with The Nine-to-Five (which is actually the Eight Thirty-to-Five Thirty). I spent most of last week out in the field at a brand new site, meeting a trillion new people and generally not knowing what the hell was going on. When they said they were going to train me for the Project Manager position, I think what they meant was, "we're going to throw your ass into the deep end of the rat race. And if don't drown, you can has higher pay bracket! Isn't that nice?"

My boss is trying desperately to take the time to explain what she's doing and why, but she's so busy keeping tabs on EVERYTHING that's going on, sometimes she forgets. She talks out loud to keep her mind focused on the higher priority things, but I can never tell if she's talking to herself or addressing me. Which means I stare at her like the clueless greenhorn I am until she either tells me what she wants me to do in layman's terms or tells me to ignore the rambling.

But the bloom is definitely still on the rose. Everyone down at the office has been amazingly nice to me, and very tolerant of my endless barrage of questions. Even the one woman that I was convinced hated me has been kinda, in her own way warming up to me. I spend more time out of the office than in, and even though I've been told that's unusual and not to get used to it, I am having tons of fun learning the ropes and meeting people. Here's to hoping this trend continues for a while longer!
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Also, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE MY 30 Rock DVDs?! I cannot find them anywhere, and I am immensely saddened. Blerg.