In an attempt to try and be happier about the whole working for a living thing, I’ve decided to try to count my blessings with the new job.
1) No one seems innately evil. That might not seem like much, but to my experience its not always a given.
2) There’s a quite relaxed dress code. This is a big one. This morning, Steph tried to stop me from wearing my ball chain necklace this morning. Asking me if I was sure I wanted to wear something so casual and didn’t I think it was kinda inappropriate? Yes I was, and no I don’t. I’m tired of not being me.
Of course, it’d be better if I could also wear my offensive T-shirts, leather chaps and cowboy boots and maybe there were noontime breaks for blow jobs or something. But hey, its a start.