It's about Tim

I must admit I’m not crazy about my commute. The drive in isn’t that bad, but coming home in the afternoon puts me on 4 West and then Garden State Parkway south which means I join all the traffic coming out of New York and heading home. Forgive me, but I hate Garden State Parkway – it’s insulting to have to pay a toll to be in such slow moving traffic. I’m sure I have sympathy from the rest of the folks driving commutes as long as and longer than mine.  Anyway,  lots of folks complain and few try to fix the problem. Hopefully, I will be able to find a carpool group or something soon, it kills me to see how crowded New Jersey is and know that I am one of many single drivers burning up all this fuel.

The job itself is going well. The group I work with seems to know the importance of what we do without letting it be a source of stress. It would be very easy to look around at all that’s going on in the hospital and completely freak out. One of my co-workers has done an excellent job of showing me around the hospital and teaching me about the various systems as well as giving me advice on hospital politics. In one week he has taught me a great deal. Of course it serves him well to do so, for the quicker I learn the more I can help him put out all the little fires that start during the day.

I’ve realized I need more ties. This is the first time in my life that I have worn a tie for five consecutive days. I wish there was some sort of tiebrary where I could check out ties and return them – I really don’t want to add more stuff to my closet!