I landed a job as the assistant to the Director of Medicaid for the NYS Department of Health. Technically, I am not a state worker because I was hired through a temp agency, and in any case, I wouldn’t fair well as a state worker anyway. Mainly because I’m not receiving those great benefits that I keep hearing about. Not to mention, I’ve felt a little out of place in my dress pants and button up blouses because unlike everyone else I would probably never wear my favorite pair of blue jeans and t-shirt to work. Lets pray that I will never be one of those people who lets themselves go, the image is a brutal thought. I will say, despite their appearance, everyone is seemingly pleasant.
I know sometimes state workers get a bad rap, and I try to remind myself that not every state worker is a walking cliché. Most government employee’s are just trying to get through the day like everyone else, and if you need two 15 min. cigarette breaks a day to help you through it, so be it. Perhaps, I was fortunate in my first professional job to have lots of fun people wondering over to my cubicle to chat. I could gaze out the window at a blue sky and day dream, write blogs and read my friend’s blogs. Here, I feel like I’m in a lonely dungeon cell with everything blocked on the internet. I’ve resorted to reading TU blogs because they’re the only blogs that aren’t blocked. Can’t a girl check her gmail or yahoo accounts? Ehh, it’s a desk job, pretty sure no kid dreams of sitting at a desk all day when they’re young.
In the end, there will be no more complaining from this blonde because on the plus side I’m lucky to have a job and money for Friday night’s happy hour.
P.S. My new crew- definitely not happy hour people.
P.S.S. Isn’t it an oxymoron to work for the Office of Health Insurance Programs and not have health insurance?
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