Day 3

Matthew

I meet my boss today. His name is Tim Fitzgerald. He has a way of looking at you that is kind of strange, like he is looking beyond you or maybe through you, kind of like he is unfocused and has two lazy eyes but not exactly. His stare is a little distant but menacing at the same time. He intimidates me.

Tim goes over my goals with me. There is a worksheet with four areas of “accountability:” Operations, Sales, Technological Expertise, and Professional Growth. For each, I will have to set “measurable goals,” but am totally clueless how to do this since I am a graphic designer. What am I supposed to do? Count up how many times people say they think my ads look nice?

Miss Barry

So many freaking names! All these forms to fill out. Why so many? There will be so much freaking crying!

It’s always the same here.

The Financial Analyst

I am happy today. I was here until 1:00 a.m. last night. I got home at 1:30 a.m. and couldn’t fall asleep until almost 4:00 a.m. because I was thinking:

Earning, earnings, earnings.

So I have had only two hours of sleep and that makes me feel weird and cool. I almost don’t even mind that they still don’t have half & half in the cafeteria. I put milk in coffee and complimented myself on my personal flexibility.

Mr. Kane

I think I will ask Mary to have someone look into raising the floor behind my desk. So I can appear a little taller when people come in and I rise to greet them. I wonder how much that costs; after all, we are laying a lot of people off and have to pay all this money to make them go away.

But it is important to appear tall.