
However, I find that by the time 5:30pm rolls around, I have a lot less energy than I used to. Having to wear a suit and tie every day (even though I'm doing heaps of Solaris administration) isn't that bad in and of itself. However, having to iron sucks big time.
My third day of work, they put me in the receptionist's desk, so I had to sign for all the packages that were delivered, and direct all the visitors to whomever they came to see. This wasn't an ideal scenario, so I came in early today and moved myself upstairs a level to an empty corner office. To everyone that asks, "Oh! Is that where they put you?" I answer, "yes." This may not work out for me in the long term, but with my spare minutes I'm typing blog posts instead of signing for packages and trying to find people I don't know.
I played soccer at lunch time today with my indoor team. We beat the very best team and have usurped them. It turns out a teammate's wife works closely with Perin at one of Perin's clients. I just sent an email suggesting we get drinks to celebrate how small the world is. My teammate's Scottish, so he's in fo sho; I don't even need to wait for an email response on that one.

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Paul...love love love your posts heaps.
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