So apparently there's a tradition in my company where you have to do a dance for your first "start" (when a contractor you've found starts their first day of work).
Guess who's having her first start tomorrow?
Three words: I. Am. Terrified.
I will be performing the Macarena. Hopefully only for one verse. And hopefully I won't turn too red. And trip and fall and twist my ankle. And be all embarrassed and try to pretend I'm not hurt but limp around all day.
As you can see I have an active imagination. I keep telling myself, it'll all be over after tomorrow ><
