One year ago today

I was overwhelmed but trying not to show it.

My eyes were puffy from crying the night before.

I was excited and scared.

I put on (and probably practiced) my "I'm a serious person, no really" face.

I saw the most startling sunflowers.

I wore a crisp white shirt and black trousers because my ex-principal said that it the best colours to wear to make a good first impression because it shows you're soft but strong (I never questioned it, and I don't know why I seem to follow that odd piece of advice.)

I cracked a joke about how the Energy desk seemed to have the least energy, ha ha, which only got me a blank stare from HR.

I wondered how I was going to keep my eyes on six tv screens, eight news feeds and a million emails already.

I wondered how I was going to remember all these names.

I wondered if one of the guys here was gay or creepy (or both)*.

I wondered when I could get off work and go for a drink.

One year later:

Monitoring the six tv screens, eight news feeds and million emails isn't quite as difficult as it started out being.

I gave up on the "i'm a serious person, no really" face because HAHA WHAT?!

I'm wearing blue jeans and a black longsleeved shirt because I was late and didn't have time to think about what to wear.

The sunflowers moved away.

I still wonder if one of the guys here is gay or creepy (or both).

I can remember about 80% of the names in the editorial department, and 2% of the names anywhere else in the office.

I know who to call to go out for a drink after work.

I think that last one was one of the bigger achievements working at this office. I can't believe it's been a year!

*not that you're creepy if you're gay, or you're gay if you're creepy. Just that this guy is both, and when I put both of it in a sentence it seemed like I was saying you can only be one or the other. Or neither at the same time. Am I making sense? Probably not. I didn't mean to offend, is what I'm saying. Sorry.