I'd Travel More if I Were Paid More. *Hint, Hint*

“So, David, what do you like to do for fun?”

Man, all I wanted to do was pick dessert, and now I am being interviewed by the property manager again. I quit my job of almost 10 years for marginally better pay and more benefits. I’m into week three of my new job at an Indigenous American run casino and I still feel like I am on a withering trial run. Even going on a group lunch with the big bosses, I have to be on my toes for questions. 

What do I do for fun? I don’t know. My whole life feels like the cosmic example of mediocrity. I can’t think of anything that I excel at. I can’t think of anything that I have a passion for. I can’t think of anything noteworthy that I enjoy.

“I like to travel.” And there it was, my go-to answer. It true, I like to travel. I don’t get to do it very often but it is one thing that isn’t a half-lie.

So there were, were, the core admins and executives having lunch. It is supposed to be relaxing and fun but being the new guy has got me on edge. I’ve always been like that. Whether it being State Rep. Neal, CFO Mike, or now Asst. Gen. Manager Justin, I get tongue tied when I’m around people that have the power to fire me on their slightest whim.

Training is going slow. I feel like I should be paying more attention but listening and observing how something is done, is not how learn best. I suppose when I start doing work, I will find out how much knowledge I’ve actually retained.