I managed to get through the first day on the job without incident, unless you count getting lost on the way there. Boss handed me 20 names and client numbers, so I am in the process of reviewing case files and reading the 6 inch thick procedure manual, reacquainting myself with the bureaucratic tree-killing paper load.
Now I’m in the bedroom at the friend’s house, with all my devices recharging, trying to remember my co-worker’s names. Nothing like a blur of people to confuse you. The clinic houses a number of teams and there’s a cube farm going on, but I have an office with a door and a ‘do not disturb’ sign. Therapists are lucky that way. That confidentiality thing requires an actual door.
Tomorrow will likely be a repeat of today, only with meetings. Boo yah.
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