Today's the day

I'm going back to work.

Part of me is looking forward to it for the same reason I'm dreading it. The New Job.

When you transfer to a new place, obviously so many things change. And when you have to show up in Dress Whites, it makes it harder to want that change. I haven't worn mine in at least three, if not four years. I know this because I took a gander at my ribbon bar. For some, stars attached equals years, and I was missing a whole lotta years, if you get my drift. So I had to make a trip to the uniform shop and fix them.

War hero I am not. All I'm missing now is a tiny silver star on that maroon ribbon (Good Conduct) that annotates that I have 16 (!!!) years of never getting caught. I forgot to get one.

Well, I'm going to finish my coffee, take a shower and put myself together. I really hate starting up a new place, especially in this uniform. I become a dirt magnet. Wish me luck!

Now Playing: KMFDM - Dirty

Comments

[Margaret]

Good luck! I hate the adjustment to new jobs or even new school years. I guess I'm not that great with change. (but at least I don't have to wear all white!)

[Scott Palmer]

Welcome back my dear! Good luck on your new job. They won't know what's coming. :)

[Tonya]

I hope it went well! And I'll bet you looked all shiny...and WHITE!

[Tonya]

OK, girlfriend, just because you're back to work doesn't mean you can hide from us again! Right?