I absolutely love my job right now. I may be mistaking stress and adrenaline rush for love, but I’m pretty sure that this is what the young kids call “having a blast”. (Do the young kids say that? Seriously, who says that?)
I’m working on more projects than a non-manic, non-drugged up person has any right to attempt, my calendar is filled with meetings, I’m reading product literature, I’m designing and running experiments, I’m making connections with people from other groups and I’m a researcher/developer who’s getting to learn more about the manufacturing side of my company’s business.
It’s ordered chaos, and it’s fun!
The more engaged I am, and the more responsible for retaining and applying knowledge to produce visible results, the more questions I get to ask and the more answers I get back, the more fun I’m having. And I am grooving on my half-desk/half-lab job today.
But, **********, would you please finish up your review of my document so I can update it and release it? Sometime this century???
Oh, not to worry, heckling and nasty-grams are just part of the fun.