I'm waiting at the Starbucks around the corner from my new place of employment. At 6:30pm I meet with 2 dudes to see if I'd like to live in their house. There's a third dude, and I'm confused because the ad said I'd live with 2 dudes and another lady for $424 a month plus $50-60 in utilities. This place would knock around an hour off my commute to worky jerk. This morning it took an hour and 20 minutes from fuckin Thornton because Denver has only one major highway running north and south. Ok so the streets and by-passes aren't perfect like I thought when I had not yet driven to & from work, 8am & 5pm. Whoa. I've never driven in such traffic. The road has never been such a character-driven story. One of the drivers that honked at me this morning sported a bumper sticker that read 'Slap the Stupid People', and she didn't look like she was on her way to work. People with faces and moods drive with me in this traffic. I know, I watch them for a long time.
I'm not really thinking about anything in this picture. Not even about the day I just had at my new job. It's not that time of evening yet. I did just now think of how I'm really glad I don't have to work tomorrow.
One more sign of maturity- I wore a watch to work today for the first time ever. It was a good first day. Really, I don't think I fucked up anything. I was slow and I couldn't find anything, but I honestly think I didn't make any mistakes. No, wrong. I did put the foam fluoride on the paper to be placed under a stack of papers that is to remain dry in order to be presentable for the dentist. All & all, I did well. My patients are not kids, they're zombies, once we turn on the movie and hand over the head phones. Can't decide if it makes them more or less cooperative. Next work day isn't for a week. I love working part-time :)