New Job, No Money (Part I)

Starting a job is... exciting? You're nervous, worried about what people are going to think of you, scared of offending someone by accident (I do this regularly) and unsure of everyday things, like how to find your way to the toilet and whether the milk is for general use.

What makes it SO much worse..is starting a new job absolutely broke. I did this this month. It doesn't seem like it would be too bad, except it's led to all sorts of issues.

On my first day I was told that I'd be taken down to the canteen for lunch and shown around. Now, January seems to be never ending and I'd run out of money about a week and a half before I started. I debated taking in lunch but that seemed sort of rude..and I didn't know the lunch etiquette. Maybe EVERYONE went to the canteen and bought lunch and I'd look like some sort of tight-arse, knit-my-own-slippers spaz whacking out a lunchbox.

So I embraced the possibility of the canteen. Except my manager never showed up to take me.

I realise this makes me sound about 5.. and L finds it panic funny that I didn't just go. But my reasons for not going are five-fold:

1. It's a big building and I had no idea where the canteen was.
2. I knew that wherever it was, there was a code to get in. A code I didn't know.
3. There was no one around to ask (they were probably all in the canteen).
4. What would I do when I got there? Where would I sit? What if there was nowhere and I had to eat my lunch in the toilet like in Mean Girls? Not only is that unhygienic but there's only two toilet cubicles that I know of. I wasn't planning on emerging from one with a plate.
5. What if my manager turned up to take me and I'd fucked off..too impatient to wait?

So I waited... and waited. At 1 o'clock my department had to start working again. At 1.30 he breezed in, apologised, and said "You got lunch though yeah?" to which I responded, "Ummm, no. But it's fine, I'll just, you know, eat when I get home. I'm not that hungry."

This was followed by a stomach rumble that he kindly pretended not to notice. Unless he thought it was a fart.

Oh god. He thinks I fart at work.

I'm doomed. R x