Its only my third day of work and I'm already sick. This further sucks because I cannot go on medical leave because it will be deducted from my salary since I am on probation currently. So here I am, sitting at my cubicle, sniffling away while I sip hot tea and suck on Strepsils. Joy.
You know, I cant decide if I like my job or not. When I wake up in the mornings, I am psyched to come to work and try as hard as I can to source for new material to use in the magazine. However, by the end of the day, I go home hating my job and wondering WHY I even submitted a resume in the first place.
In the spirit of optimism, I'm going to say that I dislike my job because its so far out of my comfort zone and I'm such a noob at the subject matter at hand. Given time, I hope to learn as much as I can about concrete.
Still in the spirit of optimism, I'm going to say I quite like my job simply because I'm being paid
and that its something very new and challenging, so the ride will, at least, be interesting.
Here's to another 90 days of concrete, concrete and MORE concrete.
Lets see what happens exactly.
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