Today I was the new girl. Being the new girl can be a very daunting prospect.
The night before my first day as the new girl, with my new black, shiny shoes (yep, I thought the occasion should stretch to new foot wear), I hardly slept a wink. I worried about the most ridiculous things.
Would I get lost on my way to my desk?
Would I forget everyone's name?
Would I have enough clean, smart clothes for one week?
Would I like my new job?
Would everyone like me?
My stomach was tied in knots.
I was anxious.
I was apprehensive.
I had butterflies the size of mountains.
I was nervous.
I was soon to start my new job!
Finally, exhausted from worrying and thinking, I fell asleep.
I awoke to the unfamiliar sound of my alarm clock. It's been a while since I heard the police sirens (I think my alarm clock sounds like a police raid, but police sirens and getting out of bed are both unpleasant situations, so maybe that's the similarity). I reluctantly left my bed, washed, dressed smartly, ate weetabix, and began my journey to my new job.
I allowed plenty of time for my new journey to my new office, for the first day as the new girl. It was just as well because the circle line had severe delays and I would have been very late otherwise. I gave myself a stern pep talk, reminded myself of my publishing experience and enthusiasm, and read supportive texts from friends. Gradually I began to feel less nervous.
I arrived at my new building and headed straight to the reception area and I said, "Hello, my name is Nikki and it's my first day."
And that's how it all began, dear readers.
Next, the HR manager collected me from reception and introduced me to her department. I was then shown to my new desk with my new computer and my new work colleagues.
I barely had time to set up my e-mail and voice mail before I was called into my first meeting with a new fulfillment company. Six of us sat in one of the many meeting rooms, with coffee and chocolate biscuits, and we introduced ourselves to the sales representative from the fulfillment company. Again I heard myself saying, "Hello, my name is Nikki and it's my first day."
I was getting use to being the new girl!
After discussing marketing tools and on-line reports, etc, etc, my new boss and I grabbed a sandwich in the free canteen (that's right, free canteen, handy hey) and we attended the second meeting of the day. This time the meeting was with a new software company and we watched a presentation and asked questions. This was after I explained, again, I was the new girl and it was my first day.
After the second meeting I confirmed three other meetings for this week, five other meetings in the next few weeks, and an induction day for next week.
My first day was over! And it wasn't so bad after all. In fact, I rather enjoyed it. Everyone seems very friendly, the offices are nice, and I'm looking forward to my new duties on my new magazines.
Thank you so much for my congratulation messages. I promise to blog hop tomorrow but I have to go to bed now.
It's tiring being the new girl.