Six Weeks of Adventure

I've not written a post for a while. This is because the last six weeks of my life have been insane.

Last time I posted I was about to embark on 'a new adventure'. Uni was over, the summer was coming to an end and my graduate job was starting. I was full of nerves about stepping into the relatively unknown.

Six weeks on from Induction all that can be said is 'So Far, So Good'.
I met the other graduates, 20 in total. Obviously some oddballs mixed in there but you always get one (or three) on a bus trip. We had induction together, since then we've all seen eachother several times. We went on a MESSY night out in London a few weekends ago. Just what was needed to break the ice. I don't think anyone really knows the other until they've had a few glasses of wine (translation: MANY Long Island Iced Teas) and let their barriers down. It was so good to see those who did. The Grad family is a good strong concept I think. We move around so much in this scheme but these 20 people are a constant and it's one of the wierder things to think i didn't know some of those guys 6 weeks ago. I can genuinely imagine becoming real friends with a few.

I'm in IT. I've been given people to manage and projects to deliver. I now have an IT Service Management Qualification which is a joke because I'm still a complete Techtard. I'm obviously shitting bricks (excuse my terminology), feeling way out of my depth but people keep telling me this is healthy? I remain unconvinced.

Mega issues with the people I've been given to manage but bearing in mind this is going on the internet (to however a tiny audience), I'll say this, they are 'interesting characters'. Read into that what you will. No don't I might as well tell you, one feels as though the world has fucked him over and as a consequence hates everything and everyone in it. And the other hates women. No... not so much hates, merely has no respect for them other than in the role of wife and mother. Which means in his eyes I am a pointless individual who is now his supervisor. It's all sunshine and laughter in my team meetings.... *MASSIVE SARCASM*

I've been travelling around loads. and loads. and loads. Which has been brilliant. I was in Holland the other week. Score! I'm now an international, jetsetting business executive. I WISH. I was so excited when they said we were flying to Amsterdam aber, kein Amsterdam fun for me. Still a pretty snazzy experience, not going to moan.

The incredible upside of me managing 'my favourite people in the world' (insert actual emotions as you feel appropriate) is I'm in a very cool office. We're not talking the office next to Tower Bridge with all the glamorous people, cool but genuinely friendly, laid back people, cool. One thing about the Black Country people is they're basically Yorkshire folk with a different dialect. They are such a lovely bunch of people in the office, everyone has gone so far out of their way to make me feel welcome. A few Friday nights at the pub have ensued which I class as a massive positive. Although I've had to learn to understand the accent pretty quickly I'm getting there with my favourite saying so far being: "Y'am saft y'am". Translation "You are daft you are". Faaantastic :)

My weekends have been packed with nights out in London, binge weekends in Newcastle with the Hurst bezzies, weekends in Reading carrying on the battle that has become my relationship, visiting the parents and various other misdemeanours.  This all means basically that my feet don't seem to have touched the ground in the past six weeks and it really has been an adventure. Will blog about more interesting things soon, like my new obsession with the TV show Girls!

Update complete, K over and out.
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