Yesterday, we drove 6 hours across Washington State to make my plane at SeaTac. I got home about midnight, and then started my new job at 8:30 this morning. The turn around wasn’t as bad as I expected, but in all the hurry I hardly thought about what starting this job means.
I’ve always worked, but in a lot of ways, this is my first real job. Full time. Salaried. Benefits. I didn’t expect to say all that until I got a professorship. But, that road is so long, and I’m excited to have this opportunity to get myself in a more secure position.
Still, even dressed in my fancy clothes and despite my age, I feel like I’m just playing at being an adult. I’m singing “9 to 5″ in my head and laughing at myself.
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That video is scary on many levels. Good luck with the new job; but being a professor someday, not sure how much of a 9 to 5 job that is, but I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.