Yesterday was my first day at work in Melbourne and here are the thoughts that run through my mind before I settled into my work for the day. I documented in Evernote to share it share.
06.00 AM- Damn you alarm! Bye!
07.00 AM- I will read this article first before really getting up from bed.
07.40 AM- Welp, that was not only one article. Time to jump into the shower.
08.00 AM- Why didn’t I pack any sweater or scarf or socks or boots??
08.01 AM- Wait, I didn’t own any boots.
08.04 AM- *Found a sweater on the bottom of my luggage* Wheee!! It looked a little tattered, but that’s okay. A well-worn work sweater is a symbol of hard work, right?
08.10 AM- Damn, Melbourne is cold!!
08.11 AM- Cold.
08.12 AM- Cold.
08.13 AM- Sszooo cold.
08.25 AM- Did I just miss my train? Yes, I did.
08.26 AM- Ops, I stood on the wrong platform!
08.28 AM- Missed my train again!!
08.30 AM- Train at last!
08.31 AM – Whoa morning crowd!! I never rode a packed train in Melbourne before. It is kinda cool and definitely not half as bad as Singapore’s morning crowd.
08.32 AM- This is it, I am officially a Melbourne yuppie.
08.33 AM- Umm, not really, the working ladies looked so fancy with their perfect/messy hair buns, sexy stockings, and 50 shades of gray coats. Me? I am wearing a cropped pants and carrying a flowery bag.
08.34 AM- Hey, where did the biker jacket lady get her coffee?
08.35 AM- Hmmm.. coffee.
08.36 AM- Hmm.. biker jacket.
08.40 AM- Wait, did they say Flinders Station just now?
08.41 AM- Cold
08.42 AM- But first coffee..
08.43 AM- So many coffee stalls to choose from! I will start from the first and work my way to the end every day of the week.
08.44 AM- First stall was a bad choice. This coffee tasted horrible.
08.45 AM- I am walking to work with a coffee cup in my hand, such a strong female character in American TV shows of me.
08.46 AM- Let me take a picture of this gorgeous morning like these tourists are doing.
08.47 AM- F***! I spilled coffee all over my top! ON MY FIRST DAY OF WORK nonetheless, ^%**@@#$!!!
08.48 AM- I am so not gonna tell Fafa about it.
08.50 AM – At least I can zip my jacket over it.
09.00 AM- ATM! Should I take some money first? But I am already running late. But what if there is no ATM in my office building? It would be a bad move to borrow money from my almost strangers colleagues, wouldn’t it?
09.02 AM- Lunch money, it’s.
09.10 AM- Time to take lift selfie and send it to Amma.
09.13 AM- I am here! In the actual office 🙂
09.14 AM- And it’s too hot (and weird) to keep wearing my outer jacket. Do I dare to take it off?
09.16 AM- I do. I am brave.
09.20 AM- “Hi Luiz, I am not late, am I?” I so am, on my first day at work.
And then I realized…
09.21 AM until the end of my first day at work – FFFFF*** we are wearing the exact same clothes! Me and my male boss. A white shirt inside a gray sweater and black trousers. The only difference is his sweater is clean while mine is artfully decorated with a coffee spill.
