My first couple of days at work have been pretty tiring, but I can’t complain. I live thirteen blocks from work, so I get a little bit of exercise in the mornings and in the evenings. One of the office administrative assistants already knows how I take my coffee. (She delivers a customized cup to everyone’s desks in the mornings! How sweet is that?) My coworkers are nothing but nice, patient, and accommodating. Lastly and most importantly, I am working on an amazing, albeit very complex and challenging, project.
Other than the language barrier, it seems my only other major work adjustment will be the hours. My boss told me that everyone arrives at the office around nine and leaves around seven. In actuality, most people show up around ten and leave past eight. I prefer to get an earlier start to my day, especially because in Bogotá the sun rises at six in the morning every day of the year. Why not rise and shine?
As for my workload, I have spent the past two and a half days working on (and nearly completing!) a SketchUp model which illustrates the firm’s proposed renovation for part of an existing downtown library. In 1986, the integrity of the original library (built in 1958 and extended in 1966) was severely compromised by a talentless, inhumane “architect.” Our plan is to undo most of his work, which includes removing the central staircase in order to make the surrounding study space more accommodating to more people. As it exists now, the stairs occupy almost the entire room, so only a select few people can enjoy the space at once (not that it is an especially pleasant space as is…). A couple of my teammates will present the renderings to the client today, but to be honest, I am not entirely sure which client—the bank, the historical commission, etc.—they are presenting to. Again, I suppose that is the downside of understanding only half of every conversation.
After a very productive morning yesterday, it seemed my coworkers were really putting in the extra effort to make me feel comfortable. They asked me to lunch—at Subway! Ha, I suppose to Colombians, it is THE American place to go—and when we returned to the office, they played hours of eighties’ pop music. Personally, I think they liked my desk dancing.
Today is Seth’s first day of work. (He took a job with the architect he met with last Thursday.) I just got a text from him, and it sounds like everything is going well. Keep your fingers crossed that he gets to listen to Cyndi Lauper at his office, too.