Day 2 or How I Usually Manage to Talk Myself Out of a New Job

I've switched jobs a few times in my career (shut up Sarah) and I should be use to this by now. My usual MO (I have mad CSI skills) is to love love love the job when I'm offered it, be nervous to the point of barfing on Day 1 and I hate it Day 2. Besides Sarah decided she just had to go to training today and I have no one to email and kvetch too.

Yup today I'm not liking it. It's not everything my other job was and it's too quiet and no one is talking to me.  I'm just sitting here like a lump, writing my blog.  I want to go back to my old job. Where it was comfortable and I had friends and distractions.......Here my only friends were gals in my orientation class who work in another building, there's no water machine (I know right), there's an ice machine but the ice cubes are the size of canteloupes,  it's too quiet (I can hear myself chewing lettuce - God forbid I accidentally break wind, they'll hear me on the third floor and the windows will rattle), no one has reached out to me but one person, no one has asked me to lunch, my new dress clothes are itchy and the crotch keeps riding down, dammit I want a burger and fries, but I'm eating my meat and cheese like a good little brainwashed Atkins girl and they put me in a cube where everyone walks up behind me (do you know how much I hate that and how I really hate it on Day 2?????) !!! Could I pout any more than that?

The old company just contacted me about a job in Austin. I would LOVE it, but they want programming experience and that's not this old broad.  So back to square one and Day 2....

I know it will take me a few weeks to adjust.  It always does.  Take a chill pill and go with the flow.  This is how I roll. By next week I'll love it.  Right now I'm not seeing it. Call me Pouty McPouty Face..go ahead I dare you!