The Office

So I got a new job.  But don't worry, I don't have four now.  I quit my other one because it was stupid.  And the 20% pay increase I got for coming here means I'm quitting one of my side jobs.  So I'll only have two jobs as of next week!  And I like both of them!  Isn't that exciting?! (Hint: Yes it is.)

It all happened very fast.  I quit the last job on some pretty bad terms.  I burned a very large bridge on the way out (metaphorically... I'm not even suspected in the bridge arson they're investigating).  In fact, I quit and only gave a one-day notice.  So I left the following day.  That was rather satisfying because of how perturbed I was with management there.

Anyway, the cool thing about my new job is that I have my very own office.  It actually has walls that go to the ceiling.  And there's even a door!  So I'm pretty excited about that.  I've never had an office.  In fact, the last two jobs I've had were in open-cubicle floors where the cubicle wall is only about 4 feet high, making it difficult to do anything that's frowned upon (like blogging or nose-picking) without everyone seeing it.

My concern is that my new-found privacy (and perceived superiority) will go to my head.  It's common practice for the people here to close their office doors during lunch.  That means I could take a nap without walking out to my car (or I could play with my son's Hot Wheels on the floor without the judgmental stares).  But then my fear is that I'll oversleep (or make "Vroom!" noises too loudly).  So I think I'll err on the side of caution here.  I don't want anyone knowing thinking I'm a weirdo.