I survived my first week of work, and can I tell you a secret? I loved it. The people are spectacular and the work is fascinating. Admittedly, I’m in the honeymoon phase, and I expect that within a few months, the copy editing and spreadsheets I maintain will feel much less novel, but the fact is that the industry is quickly evolving and I’m in an environment where I get to be a part of very interesting work, and perhaps most importantly, by contributions are welcomed and useful. A week on the job and I can already point to instances where my copy was used, my design idea was heeded, and where my insights were considered by decision makers. This comes in stark contrast to my previous job where I felt no less than useless.
And then there’s the part where I get weekends. Summer Fridays are a perk of this job, meaning my weekend starts at 1pm on Friday. I kicked this week off shopping with a friend then happy hour in the financial district where we met up with her new beau and a slew of good looking (but not unreasonably so) gentlemen. (Win) Saturday was flea markets and enjoying the small town feel of Brooklyn – the independent coffee shops and the extended conversations with the guys at the shipping store. Then in the evening I headed to a yet another free concert in Riverside Park with some Kappa Delta alumni – great music, a stunning sunset over the river, and when we weren’t listening we we in stitches laughing. Then Sunday began with brunch in Harlem – at Society with a friend and a roommate, and with red velvet waffles. Yes, you read that correctly, and yes they did change my life. Finishing it all off was a little time in the sun, just me, Dave Eggers, and most of Brooklyn in the somehow-still-not-overcrowded Prospect Park. I could get used to this whole being an adult thing…
Sisters, picnics, music, sunset. Also, adorable children and dogs. What else could a person need?
Good company, french press coffee, eggs, and mascarpone cheese on top of the red velvet waffles. Heaven on Earth!