Inspired title I know. Today was my first day temping at Conde Nast. I wasn't started off on quite what I'll be doing today and hopefully I won't suck so much at what I will actually be doing. Here are some musings and general comments on the day.
I can't use Macs. Or lifts. So basically I am part retarded when it comes to meeting this job spec.
Two people said they liked my jumper but I hope not in a Regina George straight away behind my back 'that is the ugliest effing jumper I have ever seen' kind of way.
I got to photocopy some of the archive stuff from sixties' Vogues and the library lady was nice.
The office I work in is ridiculously hot which didn't help my attempts to look cool under pressure. If it continues like that though it may mean I can rock some better outfits than I do at my charity shop job where it is just bloody cold all the time.
You get free magazines.
I got lost on the way to the mailroom, that wasn't embarrassing.
I will embrace my first week at big school feeling tommorow and use my tan backpack. Oh well, just got to go in with my head held high and just keep on trying.
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