Lindsay: 25, Indianapolis. Is not one of those feisty "i will survive" types. Makes fun of what you're wearing. Trying to figure out what to do after whitewashing her "future plans" board. Has no opinion on dragons.

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07 July 2008 : Corporate Edition

I am officially 8 hours and 45 minutes (first day overtime!) into my new appallingly corporate career. Remember when I started working for Starbucks and I was all, today I embark on a journey to a new frontier, a place I swore I'd never go?

Well, today I one-upped myself and headed downtown to my (own personal prepaid!) parking space off the circle, where I walked six blocks in my flip flops to the largest building in Indianapolis, put my heels on outside the revolving doors, and headed upstairs with my electromagnetic ID badge to begin working for one of the biggest financial conglomerates in the whole entire world.

I will say that it was vastly entertaining. And I will say that wealth, wealth management, and asset acquirement and retainment are fascinating things. I hope to climb a bit of corporate ladder, find myself in a financially secure position, and use my new knowledge to, you know, embark on a journey to a new frontier. Only this time, I'll be armed with a resume that has more than food service listed on it.

I have also learned that:
time-wasting is an art
unlimited (but not required) overtime is like a healing balm to one who owes upwards of 50K to Sallie Mae
people can be incredibly cruel when it comes to naming their children
sitting on your ass all day is pretty tiring AND
there is a town in Texas called Flower Mound.

I'd say things went swimmingly.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack my lunch for tomorrow.


posted by lindsay at 20:20 ::



3 Comments:

Sellout.

Welcome aboard.

By Blogger Frank Charlemagne, at 2:44 AM  

i'll just say congrats on the new job.

also, we should get together for coffee and/or drinks at some point.

xo
j

By Blogger furious_rose, at 2:22 AM  

the man wears heels!

By Anonymous nzf, at 1:39 PM  

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