Wednesday, a hump day. So far work has been such a dream. Finding things to do, and it was day three and I started to take projects that were started by other people and make them my own. Communication is not a strong point in this office and it’s up to me to change that. I’ve been working with Carla the receptionist and trying to figure things out through her. She’s a good kid, going to FIT, the Fashion Institute of Technology and she’s from North Carolina. She has an idea but sometimes it’s not the correct one.

But then again, maybe she’s been given the wrong information. She is a receptionist which is something that I’ve done for the past fifteen years, so I do know what receptionists go through. She’s under my supervision and I’m trying to be benevolent. Like I said it’s only day three and I don’t have to hit a home run every time I’m up at bat. I do like working there, the people are nice and there really isn’t stress involved (yet) and no high maintenance people to either avoid or look after and that’s a really good thing. I’m sure of it.

I’m working across the street from Smith and Wollensky’s Steak House which is where Bill and I had a romantic Valentine’s dinner 7 (?) years ago, and that’s a story to tell some other time. The office is a block away from 47th and Third which is where the really big book company I worked for used to be. I walked around the neighborhood on an errand. I used to see Kurt Vonnegut walking around but since he died a week ago, I doubt I’ll run into him. Katherine Hepburn lived in the neighborhood as well and she too is dead. Stephen Sondheim lives there still though but I haven’t seen him. I’d love to say hello to him though. I give him pop star status.

I spend my lunch hour walking around trying to find a decent salad which is my food for lunch for the past year. It actually started at McMann and Tate, having a salad every day. I try to keep it down to $5.00 but there aren’t many options, especially when across the street from a steakhouse. Having someone make your salad is all the lunch craze in Manhattan but in some spots it’s more than $5.00. I spoke to Jason who works in the office as he was eating his salad and he paid $9.50. Sure it was a lot of lettuce but at that price, I’ll have a hamburger deluxe thank you very much.

Tonight on NBC Nightly News, Brian Williams played a video of the idiot scumbag killer that was sent to NBC in New York. In the video the idiot scumbag talks about how bad his life is, he rails against the rich and privileged, and claims the other idiot scumbags that shot up Columbine were martyrs. What the fuck? I was picked on, spat on and suffered through various degrees of torment for the four years of high school I attended and sure I wished certain people death, but it never happened and I wasn’t about to take matters in my own hands. Then again I wasn’t on different medications. That wasn’t an option then and even if it was I don’t think I would have made use of it.