This and that...

~Note bene: I wrote this last night but the bloody computer jammed up and refused to upload it~

Just like to share this with you: about a week and a half ago on Saturday I had an energy surge and ended up cleaning my flat like never before after I moved in. In the same activity euphoria I ended up putting job application to different places, mainly telemarketing companies since they're the ones that have most of the jobs available. A few days after that I had a phone call and an invitation to an interview. Five days ago I walk out of the door with a job. And today was my first day. Very fast, indeed.

I was a bit nervous.. because I wasn't nervous about the job at all. Maybe the previous telemarketing thing a few years back was just so unpleasant that this couldn't possibly go worse. And it didn't. I was actually the first of us five newbies who made a deal! And the place is okay, AND the bosses are women!

There's a company weekend coming up. I was asked to go there but I'm still not in favour of it. I mean, to go to a remote place, too far to just pop in and go back home, with a bunch of people I just met today, who are planning to get drunk. My mentor specifically asked me later again; maybe I'm a human experiment to see if the selling tactiques work on humans as well, or maybe she'd like not to be the only one not drinking there. I really don't know what to do with that. To go to a place I most likely won't like (I just can't help imagining the bloody ABI-risteily... aaarghh!) or risk being labelled unsocial spoilsport not really committing myself to the people I work with.

Any advice, anyone, on this one?

...The trip does make me think of my trips to Menkijärvi when I was a kid. My family and my mother's parents used to rent a cabin there and spend a few days there, swimming, barbecuing, picking berries, swimming a bit more... I really liked it. I don't know why we stopped one year. Later on I've discovered there was some double murder or something in the area and another murder or something soon after that. Dunno.

Anyway, one night isn't that bad, right? And I'm still in the same town so theoretically I could walk back home if absolutely necessary. Granted, I would have to start right in the morning but it's unlikely I'd have to take such drastic measures in getting out of there. But then again... watching my colleagues and bosses get drunk and potentially make complete fools of themselves just might not be the best way to begin my career in a company.

~And this bit I wrote just now :)~

But now I'm getting ready to go to work. Perhaps this morning shift wasn't such a bad idea, at least for now I'm not that tired. But I do need to fix the timetables; yesterday I just threw in random numbers, today I need to change them to be a bit more accurate. I mean, I'm a part-timer, so no reason to go above the 20-hour quota too much.