My first week at my new job is done. It's the first time I have worked a 40-hour week in... in... I can't even remember. So far, I love it. I got asked by one of the Shift Leaders (Assitant General Managers, to those of you in the corporate cog-dom) if I was looking for a career. Scarily, without any hesitation, I replied "Yes".

Apparently, a lot of the people who know me from the gym also shop at this store. I love the look that I get when they realize it's me. It's the "wait-aren't-you-that-guy-who-teaches-class-at-NYSC-who-is-half-naked-all-the-time?" look. There are also a good number of "ex-friends" who I used to... to... "chat" with. My past is catching up with me.

One other thing, I don't miss the gym. I had a day of melancholy right before I started working but that was it. I taught on yesterday and loved it. I guess it's the knowledge that I don't have force myself to get motivated to "jump around" more than once or twice a week. If at all. Later.
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