Thursday, December 29, 2011

Pointless Worrying

The building was dark, boasting an eerie silence that rang in her ears. She set her leather bag & coat down on the counter, shedding her gloves and coughing once hoping to scare off anything that might have otherwise surprised her.

She flipped on the light, instantly filling the front office and hall with welcoming rays of light. There, that felt better already.   "Let's see ..." Sliding over to the desktop computer, she logged into the admin account and began the short task of getting the system going for the day. "We'll do this. And that ... and flip the compressors."

Twenty minutes later every light had been turned on | Christmas music filled the air with loveliness and warmth | and the office was all set. The girl rested her head against one hand as she tap-scrolled the length of Google's people-search. So far, the search for her new boss was proving quite fruitless. What person wouldn't want to know what they were getting themselves into? 

And Google was letting her down. The portal of knowledge; and still she knew no more than she had pieced together in the days leading up to this one. He was tall | patient | spent time in the Army Reserves | and yet, he didn't know a thing more than she did?

But, how could that be? He'd gone to school for this sort of thing ... she, well she could only boast weeks of trial and error. This knowledge made her heart sputter ridiculously, it made her head spin in wild circles wondering if everyone had more faith in her than necessary.

That girl was me, last Thursday morning. 

I arrived closer to seven-thirty than I'd anticipated and found the office empty and ever so unwelcoming. I am a great lover of peace and quiet when I'm somewhere comfortable, but a Dentist office in a town so tiny you might miss if you blinked as you drove through hardly qualifies. 

When the door opened at 8:04, I looked up from a patient's chart to find Jay standing there. He smiled, "Hey, you're here. That's great.

Of course I was here, I had gone to bed the night before with a horrible thought of oversleeping and not being prepared. So instead, I had arrived early and left myself plenty of time to set up anything we might need. We chatted for a few minutes discussing how the day would go with Dr. Stephen, and Jay answering the handful of questions I had. 

{ to be continued ... }

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