Today was the first day of a new position, in a new place, with lots of new faces. I think I talked to more people today than I have talked to in the past three weeks. I hope they forgive me when I don’t remember their names tomorrow, because it’s bound to happen.
The highlight of the day was our off-site lunch at Chuy’s. The food was mediocre at best, although it did taste acceptable since it was free. Free food, or food from your momma’s plate, always tastes just a tiny bit better. I went to lunch with two supervisors of the new group. I asked them why they hired me, and to my delight, they told me that I had loads of personality and was genuine. Not that I seemed to have personality or that I seemed genuine…they just said the words with such a confident, matter-of-fact way. That just made my day.
It is always a little strange when someone tells me that I have “personality.” Everyone has a personality, but not all of us are accused of “having personality”, meaning, having some little interesting spark about oneself that delights other people. Well, that’s how I like to define the phrase anyway.
Hearing someone tell me that I “have personality” feels like it has been a long time in the making for me. I grew up in a small, but boisterous and extroverted family, save for myself. I was and still am the quiet, strange one. My family is full of lively, loud people, eager to talk to folks, invite people over for card games and mixed drinks. I’ve only invited people over one time for drinks and I have very little inclination to do it again. Most of the people in my family make friends easily and seem to have never met a stranger. I, on the other hand, am a magnet for strange and uncomfortable interactions with strangers. I try to see the good in these random interactions, and think of them as little “hellos” from the angels or the universe, reminding me that I’m not as alone as I sometimes think I am. Although, I am not complaining of being alone. There’s nothing I like more than being alone.
All that to say, it was really, really very nice for almost complete strangers to feel that I am personable, genuine, and maybe a little humorous. Maybe a little witty. Maybe a little something special or extra.
Here are some photos from the rest of my day.
This is my selfie in the car, taken as I arrived at the visitor’s gate, for the last time. Shortly after this shot was taken, I was no longer a visitor!
This is the stupid, long line that I had to wait through to get through security. I am glad I was very early.I had time to wait patiently in this line, because I knew it was unlikely that I would be late. I am thankful that I am an early and timely person. Otherwise, I would have been freaking the freak out when I saw this long line. I listened to Ludacris and Iggy Azalea while I waited in line.
I finally got close enough to see the sign! HELLO, big red! Nice sign y’all got there.
Upon my first trip to the restroom, I noticed that they were giving out free tampons. Wow, these people must be rolling in the dough to just leave tampons out like that, free for the taking. What is this? The gynecologist’s office?
I snuck this selfie in when I had unpacked one monitor. That look says “I think someone’s coming, but I am living on the edge.” #danger
This is my first flash drive, memory stick, whatever they’re called these days. I commented on how cute she is and how I noticed that she is a SHE. I have seen these things around, but I’ve never seen a female one. She and I were dressed alike today, wearing red, white, and black, with some super fierce red lips. You better WORK! Oh, wait, no, really, tomorrow, I guess I better WORK. Like for real work.
I’ve decided to go back tomorrow and sprinkle some more of my personality all around the office.