ny day that I don’t get fired is a good enough day to live through. In other words, I didn’t get fired today. I didn’t actually expect to get fired but I’m still thinking like a contractor rather than a full-time employee. I’ve never had the luxury so it’s been a weird adjustment and when the boss wanted to have a meeting with me this morning, I immediately ran with the worst case scenarios I could.

Luckily, the meeting was pleasant. He actually had no concerns with my performance (or even my attendance, which hasn’t been that great over the past six weeks) but, instead, intuitively read my odd discomfort and brought me in to give me a bit of an orientation. He discussed with me how the group’s finances work in relation to my timesheet. We talked about team values and the future of our group’s direction. And we talked about how we’re moving to the corner area on this floor and I told him my requirements for being able to work sanely; that is to say, I told him I can’t have my back to any doors. It isn’t that I expect to be attacked by ninjas or that I have something to hide; I just can’t stand for people to hover behind me.

I left the meeting feeling better about the job and my position within it. It’s really odd to think that the company actually cares about me and that I’m not expendable like a contractor. There will probably never come a day where I’ll come in and be called into the boss’s office only to get immediately fired. It’s a level of commitment I’ve never received from an employer before and it’s a level of security I could easily get spoiled on.

The great thing about it is that I’m supposed to be spoiled on it.

t the last minute, I’ve decided to participate in NaNoWriMo. I fully expect to fail.

Today’s word count is 1,345.