Most Certainly a Product of the Y Generation

Not that I plan on blogging from work (wouldn't want to be 'dooced' so soon), or facebooking, or farking... But we don't even have our login codes yet. At a technical school.

So far we've spent the majority of our time either in a conference room or on our feet wandering, trying to find random people to bother. We've had a lot of luck with people acting not bothered until today... Some dude with Star Wars posters on his wall, an enormous silver-tinsel Christmas tree display on his filing cabinet and Madonna's Vogue playing in the background decided that our 7-minute delay merited a meeting cancellation. We caught him half way out the door, and let's just say he wasn't one for good first impressions. ....Although, I think I half way forgave him/understood once he explained his major was engineering. Perhaps I should be thankful that out of the 20 people we're expected to interview, that's been our only hang up so far.

Tangent.

Point being, I'm not used to not sitting in front of a computer all day. I am most certainly a child of the Y Generation. I feel nekkid without my blackberry. On the table. Next to me. ...Let alone no computer until I get home at night..........

I did, however, finally get to see where I'm sitting. And my cubicle is THANKFULLY not the one situated directly in front of the entrance, with the computer screen basically staring anyone that opens the door in the face.