Corporate Me

So it's been four weeks and two pay checks since I started work. I am loving it but I am still not sure what to expect.

The first week was a blurr of general orientation, heavy laptops, grubs, uncomfortable shoes, loads of people and more grubs. Stepped into the second week knowing exactly when I will get the "gbemu" and on the train to CT. So it was another week of training with, nice hotel and extra - extra grubs; I gained the six pounds I have lost in the past two months within that week. I came back to NY with a few questions, some lessons and two more pages of my book done.

1. why do hotels serve crappy expensive dinner?

2. why do rich people live near water/rivers/beaches etc?

3. why do people have to keep eating to stay awake in a class? - lunch makes you sleepy, keeping the inflow of snacks and food just makes you sleepier.

End of the week, it is so good to be home. We finally got a furniture for the apartment and I am still on training/orientation. I even joined a gym - although I spent only about twenty minutes in the first group class I attended. I can't say why the instrcutor felt I am J-Lo cos I sure don't have those deadly hips; but she made us do all those funny weird dance moves. I gave up as quickly as possible.
The personal instructor was a different case, he probably thought saying my name a million times will give me some energy desperately needed - I ended up asking for something more interesting. Life got to be a bit easier on thirty year olds.