What A Week

So um, this was an interesting week. I began my first week of working full time at NRDC on Monday. It was seriously so crazy and bittersweet. So I'm going to give the run through by day.

Monday
Woke up at 4:45 and took the early train to get there by 8. Definitely started a trend. I had a crapload of work to do, but I decided to go to the Theory sample sale. I waited in line for like 30 minutes, to finally go into the warehouse like room and see people picking and pushing for Theory items. There was like nothing in the 0 and 2 section, which made me cry. I so wanted pants, cuz their pants are soo nice. So I picked up a skirt, sexy spaghetti strap top, charcoal gauchos, rich brown jacket, and a gorg skirt. Got back to the office and did some work before going to class. In class, I found out that my new score on the MBTI is INFJ. Weird cuz I'm usually ISFJ. Oh well. Went to bed at 12:30.

Tuesday
Woke up at 5 and left late, so I had to haul to the train station. But then I was told that the trains were running late, so all was well. Got in at 8, did some work. But I knew it would be interrupted because of the brown bag lunch. Brown bag lunch was interesting, learned about environmental justice. Stayed at work til 6, and actually ventured out to BK to see the Debbie Fisher jewelry store. Unfortunately the store moved. But at least I learned that BK is not a scary place! FYI, wore dangerously lowcut top with new skirt. Definitely challenging workplace dresscode for certain reasons, just like I always do.

Wednesday
The NRDC board directors were in the office. I dressed up nice, with stockings, thinking that Robert Redford or Leo DiCaprio would grace us with their presence. I was disappointed. Oh well, had lunch with HR, it was so much fun. We have to be the coolest department, and I love them so! Proceeded to work more and then went to class, bored outta my mind. Did get to watch the Hills on MTV!


Thursday
The luncheon with the board. It wasn't as indimidating as what people said it would be. I sat with other interns, ate to my hearts content.
After work, I ventured to the Botkier purse sale. Now this was an experience all on its own. I took the train to canal street, which is like the worst of NYC. It just disgusts me. But I ended up finding the place. There were 2 other ladies in the elevator to the 5th floor with me. When the elevator opened, we rushed out, to get to the room where the purses were at. We got there, and surveyed the small room. Women were milling around. There were lots of the ugly purses left, and I didn't want an ugly purse. But after a 15 minutes, a sales guy came in with *different* purses on his arm. I rushed and took 2 of them. They were huge, but I was like, umm, I dont want those other women to have them. Cuz they were crazy. And when you pick up a new purse, the women would watch you like vultures, waiting for you to put them down. Then, the motherload came. The guy came in with like 10 purses. 3 of the coveted Bianca satchels, which a blond, brunette, and old lady snatched up. Bitches. Then, this teenager had 2 purses, but put one down, which I snatched up. It was mine! An Almond Holster, regularly $600, for $50!!!!!!!!! Some women were like, oh that bag is ugly, but I knew it was cuz they wanted it. One woman begged me to give it to her, and put on a pouty face, and I was like, um no. Purchased my bag, took the train back to Milford, got some BB, and watched TV all night.

Friday
TGIF. I had been getting to work all week at 8:00 AM.I had so much work to do today. Deadlines, etc. I was entertained for awhile in the morning, which was nice. I went to Botkier sale, and procured a pink Bianca satchel. Finished a lot of work to get lots more projects. Sounds good.
K, so I had been thinking about hh all week. I kept fantasizing that it was going to be something reallly bad, like I was going to end up waking up the next morning and looking under the sheets only to realize that I had nothing on, etc. You know, like inventing all these ideas of things that would happen because I have a lack of self control when I'm around ahem, ahem.
But no guys, it was pretty tame. I mean, I liked it a lot. I wanted to stay for a really long time, but I wanted to go to the BBQ at Erin's too. I was genuinely excited to be out of the work setting though. And the things that were said, the contact that occurred, still burn deeply in my memory. It was 10 times worse than the elevator rides. I forgot to even write about that stuff. When I'm in the elevator, it's soo difficult, because I keep imagining what I want to do. Thank goodness there's cameras in there, cuz that's the only freaking thing that's stopping me. Oh yeah, and proper protocol. But it was way more intense than that.

I'm stuck at the library today. Afterwards I'm going to get my hair done (once a week now ya'll, I can afford it!), and go to JCrew to return stuff that doesn't fit. Grocery store and other errands.