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fox ([personal profile] fox) wrote2025-02-15 10:17 pm

honeymoon period + survivor guilt = ???

First week at the new job is in the books. They're all very pleasant and happy to have me there, which feels a little bit strange; nobody is giving vibes like they wanted the gig themselves or recommended someone else for it or anything, and nobody whose writing I've looked at seems to wonder who the hell I am to tell them I think they should say something differently. There's almost no obstruction to anything I ask - can I have this software, is it okay if I order those reference books, hey could I bring in a dorm fridge to put under my desk? I'm so sorry but my key fob doesn't work on the doors it's supposed to. At the old job the answer to all the questions would have been no (or at least not without a lot of rigmarole) and more than one person would have heavily implied that if my key wasn't working (when I'd just said it wasn't working) it was because of something I did. Not because the old job was a bad place to work! But not being with the government, man. It's a whole other experience. These guys want me to (a) be happy and (b) have what I need, and there isn't anything stopping them from trying to make those things happen. What a trip.

And, you know, speaking of not being with the government. UGH. I feel like someone who got a last-minute phone call that caused them to miss the RMS Titanic.