[work] in the sandbox: Day 1 + 2
June 22, 2010 § 11 Comments
Brought my sandbucket and best smile to the sandbox on Monday. Was rather nervy. First days always feel like a throwback to school days on windy January mornings when you stood in line at assembly with white, clean shoes, wondering who your new classmates would be.
Woke up at 6.30am. Whee.
Climbing up a long, long flight of stairs at 8.30am. Whee.
Lunch at Food-for-Thought makes my day
Toilets for mushroom-heads
A shower! God-sent. There is a stove too (of course, not in the toilet)
Watched my friends cut their hair. Got restless and cut mine too. I do this to myself every May/June. Hack off the long hair that I’ve kept for a year, and then go through this whole cycle of cursing my stupidity for a week before I finally get used to the hair and decided to justlivewithit. It’s been happening for 3 years. Way to go, idiot. Which is why I do look a little glum starting Day 2. The face has nothing to do with the other players in the sandbox – all of them have been pretty darn nice so far!