Last year, my last day at my software engineering job was June 30. I started working at the law firm Tuesday, making it almost exactly a year since I was last paid for work.
Tuesday also marked the longest time I've gone without a job since I was 15. This means I've experienced the First Week of Work many times, for many different employers. It's not a new experience, the forms, the passport-handing-over, the direct deposit ritual, the orientations, the introductions. Sometimes it's rather casual, sometimes it's quite formal, but the basic elements are more or less the same every time.
Including the tiredness. Every time I start a job, the first week knocks me off my feet. I drag myself home at the end and collapse onto the sofa. Whether I like the job or not doesn't seem to matter. I've never had a job where it didn't happen.
I am now curled up on the sofa, laptop balanced precariously on my belly, happy to be home. I had a good first week, and I like the people I work with, but boy am I glad it's Friday.
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