Worst First (Day)

Well, today marked day 2 at my new job. Today was pretty boring and Uneventful compared to yesterday. So I am obviously going to cover that.

I had never driven to the base I work on before, so my boss told a girl who lives by me to meet me at Burger king at 10am. Not a problem, except I had to turn in a paper by midnight stateside and I hadn't started it. Oops. No big deal. Stayed up most of the night with a couple naps in between huge chunks of my paper.

So I was dead tired for my first day of work. No big deal. Chug a Monster. Was going to take a nap until 830, wash my hair and then get ready. 815, David calls asking me to run to the base and bring his boots. Well, husband can't work without his boots. So, no shower for me. No big deal, that's why people use deodorant and don't touch their hair and blame it on the wind. Then I do my makeup and jab myself in the eye. Makeup everywhere and no time to redo my makeup. No big deal. Wipe most of it up and get out the door.

So then I am following this girl, and trying to take notes. Hard to do with no roman alphabet. Turn left at the たば、なさ. Then turn right at theアラまさ. Fuck my fucking life. So I get to work, and realize I don't have my working verification documents. So I fill out a couple pieces of paper and my supervisor tells me I need to have fingerprints done. And she sends me home. 3 hours into my shift. Buh.

So I go to yet ANOTHER base to get my fingers all inked. Feels weird to know that they have ALL my fingerprints now. I have only normally had pointer and thumb. Never needed my hands and other prints before. I feel like I have lost a method of dropping off the face of the planet. Hard to do when you marry a government whatever.

So anyway, I got the prints and went shopping for suits. Then came home and David already started cooking.