Ok, so its done.

Old job out of the way and new one in full swing. A big contrast to my last employment, which i think will take a little getting used to. The major difference is the type of place, one a big marketing agency with a small design department, the other a creative studio with only eight people in it and no account/project managers.

Is this a good thing, time will tell. It does help that the people talking to the clients are the ones who are doing the work. Things seems to get done quicker and easier this way. The other culture shock is the lack of interuptions. I sit at my desk and do my work, simple as that, no one coming over to ask me something every 10 minutes.

The organisation at the new place is excellent, i have had an induction into everything, the servers, the admin system, have a job description. Everything. Very refreshing.

The change in hours is great but still a little strange, i am home at 6.30, sometimes earlier. I just dont know what to do with myself in the evenings. But i have started to make more use of it, by 9 last night i had eaten a proper dinner and watched a movie and then some wow time before bed. Makes a change from eating at 9 or later. Good for the body and mind.

Work wise, its different, im designing and building this time opposed to just design. This breaks my days up quite nicely, but its still early and as they havent had a web person for a five weeks i am dealing with the backlog of small things at the moment, but next week i start designing on a proper project.

My high from the last couple of weeks at my previous place has been replaced with a realisation of the new job. Making new friends, getting comfortable with a new area and my surroundings. But im sure in no time i will be my bubbly, innuendo implying self again. I miss my friends from the bigger agency and miss knowing everyone and getting on well with my familar friends. I used to work in Covent Garden, and now work in Brixton. Again a massive contrast, but i live in south london anyway so its not too bad. Though i may give up smoking due to me getting fed up by the fact that i am smoking a ciggerette means that i have a load of “spares” just waiting to be distributed to anyone who asks.

If you cant afford to smoke, then dont smoke. Pretty simple.

I guess thats it for now, and roll on next week. It’s friday and no one is stressing around me, all is good and may it continue.

cya

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