JB's New Job Blues - It's Tough Being The FNG

Yeah, I know. It's the first day. But who wants to be the FNG (Fucking New Guy). This day could not have dragged ass any slower.

The highlight of my day was buying my little girl a Shamrock Shake on the drive home. I knew that would get a smile out of her.

I am trying to keep an open mind and be positive. Apparently I was supposed to be in Orientation at 630am...no one told me...so I showed up at 800am like my email directed. So I spent an hour filling out paperwork that my previous employer said that I wouldn't need?

Then they asked me my uniform size. I told them that my previous job emailed that to them 1 1/2 weeks ago. They said "yep, we got that but no uniforms yet". So they gave me a shirt that said "Brandon"....thanks. I'll be him today.

Random cat-on-my-leg-picture because pictures make posts more interesting. She likes it when I make a campfire...

So, the rest of the day was kinda just spent standing around. The person that was tasked with training me was so busy fighting fires, that I was pretty much just kind of hanging out. Looking at shit.

JB isn't much of a "hang around and watch" kind of person, so it was a total shit day for me. I would have rathered them hand me a broom for 8 hours, than stand there with nothing to do.

After 24 years of knowing what's up...I am now just kind of waiting on direction. Odd feeling.

I don't blame the guy that I am training with...I'm just slowing him down, and I've been in his shoes.

I told him this evening. Find something for me to do tomorrow that will help you out. I need some work.

Thanks for reading. I am hopeful that things go up from here!

Please upvote, Resteem, and buy a Shamrock Shake while they are still around!