Hello Day Job Journal,
Today started with a small bird flying into my windshield. A bad omen to start a new job it turns out. Worse way to start a day for the bird, I suppose. Don’t worry though. It was fine. It caught up to me and finished the windshield. Things only got stranger after that so I thought I would write it all down. Keep an archive. Keep a case.
The new gig is pretty basic. Show up. Organize data. Make some charts.
I was shown my desk, filled out some paperwork and then stared at a glowing rectangle for hours. That’s my computer monitor. I’m not good with flashy language. You’ll learn this.
I watched 10 point Calibra font fill a spreadsheet. It defaults to that font. This place started out weird.
As I was typing, I noticed a fingerprint on my glasses. It happens. I wiped it away with a glasses cleaning cloth that always stays in my pocket (the one with a They Might Be Giants logo on it).
I typed for another hour; made a bar graph or two.
The fingerprint came back.
It wasn’t my fingerprint.
I wiped it away and wondered exactly what happened, but not enough to care.
Another hour passed. Another fingerprint.
I shouted, “what the what?”
Mary from accounting (the department right next to my cube) came walking over to make sure I was okay. I told her everything.
She laughed and said, “oh that’s Sammie from marketing. He’s really into Ant-Man these days.” She then walked away and was done with it. She said this like it was a normal thing. Like this was an expected response. What did any of it mean? All I could do was laugh and wipe away the fingerprint.
It had been replaced with a smiley face. My computer monitor read, in 10 point calibri font, ‘welcome to Centauri Group, newbie!’
No idea who typed that.
This is going to be a weird job.