After months of stress, anxiety and feeling at a loss I am happy to announce that I am finally employed again! I attended an interview last Friday and got a call the following day saying I got the job. WOOO! Being unemployed has taken quite a toll on my mental health so I was relieved to say the least. We celebrated the news with a Chinese takeaway and a couple of cocktails and although I am excited to begin this new venture I am also very nervous.
It is the day before my first shift as I write this and already I am beginning to worry. I know this is normal. A new boss. New colleagues. A new routine. It’s all a part of being employed, but it still makes me jittery thinking about those awkward hellos, trying to memorise everyone and their sister’s names whilst trying not to freak out about not knowing what the hell I’m supposed to be doing.
So far I have done what I can to prepare. My bag is packed and ready to go. My clothes carefully selected and hung up ready for the morning. I’ve researched the company and even visited the shop to see what kind of outfits the staff wore – it’s fashion retail store in which the uniform is your own clothes or from the brand itself to promote it and I’ll be honest I am not the trendiest gal in town. much preferring my leggings and a slobby tee over a skin tight dress and heels. But never the less I went and picked myself a couple of new outfits, even going as far as picking up a bandana to try out (who am I?!).
With mostly everything ready i don’t really have much else to do besides wait. I don’t think I’ll get much sleep tonight but for now I am going to curl up on the sofa and binge watch a load of YouTube to try and relax. I know this is normal and that things will get easier with time –I guess I’m so nervous because I’ve been outta the workplace for a while but I am really excited to start. This brand is one I buy from regularly so I’m super keen to be a part of the team and get a sneak preview of some of their latest stock first. It’s been a long, difficult road to get here but alas here I am. So lets all pray pull a Bridget Jones and do something ridiculous like tear my skirt or fall headlong down the stairs.
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