I know I should be really excited about my new job but for some strange reason I am not. I am more intimidated, unexcited and dreading the hour when I had to actually show up on my first day. I think this might largely be due to the interview that I had had for this job. This was the ONE interview that I had actually with the feeling that there was absolutely no hope. So it was a true surprise when I got the call from them offering me the job.

Though I do like the location of the job and working for a company that is dynamic and so well established and prestigious, there is still that nagging feeling left over from the interview that the Front Office manager doesn't really prefer me. He was never mean or anything like that during the interview. He was actually quite friendly and rather nice but I still felt some sort of negative vibe coming from him.

Could this just be me over-obsessing again?

Of cos darling dear tries to assure me that they would never have hired me if I wasn't up to the job or was unsuitable. That is true of cos but I just can't shake the feeling that maybe he didn't have much choice but to hire me. Who knows?

It's true...I think I'm over-obsessing again. But I still can't shake it off and it is a real bad start to a job, don't you thnk?

So anyway, today was my first day at that place and quite a bad start I really did have. I was told that all I had to do was go to the Housekeeping dept to pick up my uniform. I had already gone down twice upon request for uniform fitting and even though my uniform situation wasn't much for celebration, I thought it was fine for the day I started work today.

I was in for a bit of a surprise.

First, the lady at the counter couldn't find my uniform no matter how she looked.

GREAT...

Then, she gave me a uniform that was 2 sizes too big. But I thought at least it's not too small and the jacket sort of fits so it can help cover the fact that I can fit in another leg into my skirt. But since I didn't have a locker yet, she told me I could change at the changing corner in the Housekeeping room.

When I finally got my uniform on, I asked her about the cufflinks. She looked at me blankly.

HAI....

I had specifically asked the seamstress the last time I saw her last week about the cuff links. But she had told me that I didn't need to bring those cos it would be provided for.

How wrong she was. So very very wrong.

So there I am in a uniform too big, having to wear uncomfortable black stockings that I'm so afraid may run anytime and cuffs that I have no clue how to button.

How much worse can this get??!

But the very kind housekeeping lady managed to find me a pair of cufflinks that someone had left in the Housekeeping room. Even though one side had a large stone missing, beggars can't be choosers so i took them. As long as I returned them at the end of it.

After all it does belong to someone. And she didn't know who.

I was so not looking forward to the rest of the day if things remain at the level of lousy it was. But by that time, it was time to go to the HR office and get things settled.

The rest of the day was a training session of sorts to learn more about the company history and work philosophy. It was all very interesting and the people in my orientation turned out to be rather fun people and easy going.

But what luck to start my job during the fasting month. Especially with this orientation. We were split up into 2 tables of 4 and each table were generously supplied wih potato chips, water, chocolates and gummy bears. And apart from the lunch break, we were also provided with a morning and an afternoon break. Complete with finger foods, cookies and an assortment of teas and coffee.

HAI...oh well...I guess this is what Ramadhan is about. TAHAN....COBAAN (trials & tests of the will)...

HAI...