it was my first time on the bus as a downtown working girl this morning. it was packed. i could hardly listen to my ipod without the person next to me being able to sing along. and i'd even given myself enough time so that after passing the stop by 5 blocks i had time to walk back and still be early for my first day as a "customer services specialist."
it was a very professional atmosphere. people looked nice, smelled nice. very different than the service industry. for better and for worse, the people are different.
i answered the phones using my phone voice (similar to my interview voice, but less assertive and more like i'm bending over.) i logged faxes and whatnot. ate soup and a sandwich in the downstairs cafeteria with the stale corporate workers and their flatlined conversations. i was dressed the part, and still managed to stick out, writing in my journal with the fancy pen that corporate sent me to fill out my paperwork. doing something as expressive as writing in a journal almost made me feel like i was sitting naked in my chair. but i won't be losing myself just because i have to use the phone voice all day. and it is a great job, and i'm happy to have it.
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