My first day at the new job

Well, I'm kind of exhausted today, not necessarily because of the day's endeavors but more so because I arrived at this assignment a little earlier than I expected. I woke up this morning at 5:30 am after hitting the snooze buttom about five times. I was out of the house at a quarter to 7 and walked to the very first bus stop to catch the bus, so that was my exercise for the say. Yay! I got there at around 7:30 am. Due to the fact it's an airport, I had to wait for someone to come down and escort me upstairs. Problem is, although I was instructed to be there at 8:15 a.m by the director of the temp agency, I wasn't escorted until five minutes to nine! Granted, I was there super early. Maybe a little too early but at least they can't hold that against me. Anyway, once I went through the metal detectors and through security, I was setteld in. Basically, I work in human resources for Duty Free America. So the next time you go into a Duty Free America shop at an airport here in NYC, chances are I had something to do with that person that sells you a tube of Chanel lipstick to you or a Hermes bag. And if you can afford a Hermes bag, feel free to come to the Human Resources office and give me a tip. I would greatly appreciate it. Overall....I'm not crazy about this job. I have a problem with the fact that I have to be escorted to the ladies room by a employee because I don't have ID. Not being able to go out for lunch is cool. Today I bought some apples, tangerines, and grapefruit that Mom packed me. So the only money I spent during my work day was the four dollars it took me to get back and forth to the location. Which in reality, I didn't spend because I'm using my mom's MetroCard transit check card that she gets through her job. I went to the grocery store after work and bought a few things: oatmeal for breakfast, tuna fish, relish and mayo with canola oil for a tuna sandwich lunch, multigrain tostitos and salsa for a snack when I get home. I'm going to bring an empty water bottle so that I can feel it from the water cooler that's at the job. I brought a water bottle with water in it from home but of course the security took it at the gates. Boy, if I had a dollar for every poor bottle of water that's left at the gates by travellers, I probably wouldn't need to work. But that would be in a perfect world.



The truth of the matter is I need to work. I have to tolerate this postition for as long as I can. I pray that I will be assigned to it for as long as I can because I need the funds. I'm getting paid $11 an hour, which of course is not that much but I don't take a lunch, so that'll be the whole 8 hours. I calculated it to be about $480 I'll be bringing home every week if I get to stay there for a long time. One thing I hate about temp work is the fear of receiving that call saying that they don't need my services anymore. Even though I'm not crazy about this position, I am, however, crazy about the idea of knowing that I have some sort of income coming in. It's not much but it's better than what I've had prior. I need to get ready for Day 2: find an outfit, wash and brush my face, and make my grub for tomorrow. I hope to discuss if things have gotten better or worse.