I started working at my newest job a little over a month ago. For the past month I have been completely happy.
When I was working in the warehouse and when I was finishing out my last months in the lab work was the only thing that really wasn’t going that well. I was good. Aaron and I were good. Family was good. Friends were good. Work – meh. I constantly reminded myself that if that was the only thing “wrong”, then I really didn’t have it all that bad.
Here are some highlights of why I like my new job so much:
Getting dressed in something better than a t-shirt.
Speak with really intelligent people with pretty good grammar
There’s a strict tobacco policy!
Climate control. Yeah, baby. Heat in the winter. Air in the summer.
Life. Is. Good.