3 Days in a Work-a-Day Life
For the first time in at least 5 years, I spent 3 straight days commuting to an office in Midtown, and am going to continue to do so for at least several weeks. I can’t say it was terrible! The commute is 20-30 minutes. The train is crowded, and I know it will suck in the summer, but I’ve always loved the orchestration of the throngs of people in the rush hour commute in New York. I am even tickled at how implausibly quickly the ridiculously long line moves at the Dunkin Donuts under Rock Center, which probably has more customers in 5 minutes than some franchises see in an entire morning. I’ve always loved these ‘only in NY’ moments. I record them in my mind and fake complain about them to non-New Yorkers, or revel in them with like-minded people.
Compared to what I was doing in my last gig in Minneapolis, the work is almost zero stress, although it is probably less rewarding. However, it does have cool factor, as it involves developing a way to read magazines on the iPad. And the people are friendly and smart and opinionated.
So, what I am thinking after 3 days is this: yet again, it is proven to me that nothing is ever as bad as I think it is going to be. In fact, I’m now wondering how I stayed at my old pointless work from home gig for as long as I did!
Will I be less enthusiastic in a few months? Doubtless. But I can’t imagine I’m going to be completely miserable.
