The Laiv Wire earns 300 EXP.
Level up!
Laiv Wire is now a full-time employee!
You have moved to a new area: Manufacturing Office.
Laiv Wire finds a new item: steel toe shoes.
Laiv Wire finds a new item: safety glasses.
Laiv Wire finds a new item: work computer.
Choose Action:
-Gloat
-Surf Internet
-Log into Network <---
Laiv Wire is attacked by a new foe: IT Department!
IT Department uses bureacracy! Laiv Wire is inundated with paper work and security errors!
Choose action:
-Flee
-Summon Supervisor <---
-Punch Computer
Laiv Wire summons supervisor...
IT Department is unaffected!
IT Department uses miscommunication!
It is super-effective!
Laiv Wire is stunned! All productivity is halted for a week!
***
The theatre of my life.
As you might have guessed, I recently started my new assignment with DuPont this Monday. I exaggerate a little bit, of course, but waiting for proper access to network folders is a little soul-sucking. In the mean time, I've met everyone in my group and gotten a cursory overview of what I'll be working on. It will be an exciting, if busy time, so I am looking forward to actually getting projects, as well as ACCESS TO ALL THE DIRECTORIES THEY ARE LOCATED.
The whole kit 'n caboodle associated with relocating and starting my new job has been wonderful and nerve-wracking all at once. I think some of the tension has been alleviated, thanks largely in part to the fact that I have been an actual employee to an engineering company before now (co-op), but it is still weird to wake up in the morning and realize that is is my life now. No more exams, no more running to class, no more late nights in the library (barring, of course, the possibility of graduate school). Now, I'm faced with issues like equipment maintenance, quality assurance, maintaining a good rapport with operators as well as colleagues and supervisors, etc. Some things have carried over - necessity to multitask and be flexible with learning new procedures, etc.
I keep joking that I'm suddenly a "real person", as if being a student invalidated my adulthood. I'm constantly reminding myself that, just because my rent has doubled since last year, that doesn't mean I've suddenly become immune to stupidity.
Case in point:
That, my friends, is a first degree burn. Did I get it in some near-fatal accident while in the plant? Nope. I got it from tea. Hot tea. Very hot tea.
This beautiful thing was a Christmas gift from Dillon. It keeps liquids warm for hours on end. It is also a deceptive bastard.
So, instead of liquid coming out the white cap like I thought it would, it instead poured down my chin like a river of LIQUID HOT MAGMA. Result? A medium-rare soul patch, and a wonderful safety warning for my group during our morning meeting.
At least I got my badge photo taken the day before it happened. Always look on the bright side of life.
Until the next.
