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Getting Up Even Earlier

The first week at my new job with the Post is over, and I’m getting a better idea of just what it is I’m going to be doing. Basically, as sales administrator, I help ensure that the advertising sales team can do their jobs as smoothly as possible. This means taking messages and liaising with clients when necessary, but most (I think) of what I’ll be doing revolves around ensuring adverts are booked and prepared properly. As such, I was given a fairly thorough tour of the various departments involved in advertising this week, including the design, proofing and layout areas. I was also taken on a tour of the actual press building yesterday, which was very interesting (and noisy); somehow, though, I thought it’d be bigger than it was!

I’m still getting used to the hours. As the only parking available is either on the street or at the nearby casino, I’m commuting by bus. It’s not bad; I get to relax and read on the way into and out of work. The only problem is that the only bus that gets me to work before eight thirty leaves Gordonvale at a quarter to seven and gets into Cairns at twenty past. Again, it’s not bad. There’s something nice about being in a city “before hours”, when few people are around and everything’s closed. I noticed that once in Sydney, and although a fair few people are up and moving at half past seven, Cairns is still fairly quiet (even the big chain supermarkets don’t open any earlier than eight). Still, it means I get up at five thirty.

I finally got assigned to a desk yesterday, and the last full-time person to have it left quite a few things behind, including a big bowl and a spoon. So I might just buy myself a box of cereal at Woolworths one morning and have breakfast at work, so I can get up at six (as I did when I was driving in for Centrelink) instead of half five!

Unfortunately, it looks as though I’ve caught another cold, quite probably from the Post’s air-conditioners, so I’m sucking on VapoDrops today and trying (not entirely successfully) to avoid passing it on to Vickie. In fact, if you’ll excuse me, I’m just going to make myself a Lemsip Max…

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