Let's just say everyone in my new "temporary" office was so nice to me today, I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Thankfully I'm in the office suite with "The Guys" of the Athletic Dept., which means it will NOT be 99 degrees by the end of the week. We have agreed if they keep it too cool, I have sweaters.
I love my sweaters.
I also now have lots of shiny new keys, the alarm code, a computer updated after 2 years of sitting alone and a file cabinet which smells oddly like stored floor cleaner, but I can fix that. The missing ceiling tile "hole" was covered within hours of me mentioning it. I guess other people just don't have to look up as much as short little me does.
Half the co-workers seem to be in a scavenger hunt to find me a phone that works, I now have a pantry only I can access by key...which means all the stuff stored on my back porch at home can go there to roost. And the Boss knows where there are a pair of matching chairs and a small table to make my closet...um, office...prettier.
The real test is tomorrow, when the Tuesday Lunch group arrives. That will make me or break me. The card players were fine this afternoon...they're in love because they've discovered the ice machine. But it's the Tuesday Regulars that will tell the tale.
So as I sit in my windowless office (I brought a 'window' from home; a multi-section frame filled with photos of OUTSIDE) and wait for the computer to get past "Loading #8 of 88 updates", don't forget to tap on the screen.
No, not to wake me up. To ensure they don't get so attached to me, they won't let me back out.