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i have been promoted to office duty.

i worked in an office a long time ago. i used to call various kfc’s and ask them how many boxes of chicken they would like to order for the following week at a company called ‘wampler longacre.’. i was very young then, about 14. people on the other end of the phone would address me as ‘ma’am.’

it was very exciting.

now, the office situation is different. i will be placed in the ‘international relations’ office. i will be in charge of translations (it amounts to making sure grammar is correct, something i am not very good at), relations (making sure all the staff get along with each other) and anything else the rector of the university would like.

tomorrow i will walk in there with bright eyes and a busy tail. i will be excited and will spend the morning working at my new desk (it is covered with a large piece of glass. underneath the glass there are pictures from all over the world and i hope to stare at each one for hours on end!). i will do everything asked of me and will ask nothing in return. for some reason, even though i have a successful job as a teacher, i am very excited to start working in the administration building.

ask me in a few months how excited i am to get up at 6:30 and head off to work.