A Sista is Tired

So far, so good. The new job is going well, as far as I can tell from the first couple of days. Of course, I'm the only speck of brown in a sea of white faces, but that's nothing new. I'm also the youngest person there, which is also nothing new. The work environment doesn't seem to be clique-filled, so thats good.

I had a pretty good first day of work yesterday. Apparently this week is "Administrative Professional Appreciation Week," so I got a card and a gift card to Macy's. For real? I looked on my calendar and it doesn't commemorate any such day, but I don't give a shit. I get a gift on my first day of work? Good sign. They also gave a welcome lunch for me. I felt damn special. The only thing missing was cake and ice cream. Then we are having lunch again tomorrow for some reason or another. All I can say is I'm happy in a work environment where free food is frequently given.

After work, me and the pseudo-bf went to see Keyshia Cole at the House of Blues. Robin Thicke opened for her. Blah. He's fly for a WB, but his performance was dull. He needs to work on his stage presence. Keyshia rocked it last night. She looked really pretty; her hair was all one color. She was like Mary Jr. out there. Her voice carries so much emotion. Funny shit: right before Keyshia came out to perform, two girl started fighting in the crowd. We had a bird's eye view, because we were chillin on the top level. That was a good fight. Hair pulling, punching, lost shoes, etc. It took three big burly ass security guards to break up that fight.

But the show was good. I had a good buzz going. I got piped later that night, which is why I am so tired today. But it was worth it.