[Sammohini Arc] First Day Nerves

The freshly-graduated technology student went to bed early in anticipation of her first day working at Eville Medical, a dream job for her, yet the excitement kept her from falling asleep as easily as normal as she thought about who she might meet, befriend, and what new adventures might unfold. Vast pastel vistas unfolded into a picnicking hillside with puppies, imaginary animals, and her beloved– Her alarm clock went off. Time to go to work!

She imagined the hospital as she made breakfast.

The building was huge! Who would she meet? What would she learn? She looked at the clock and realized she had been daydreaming at the kitchen table during the few minutes it would take for the alarm of the percolating coffee to go off. She stood up, made some easy-make curry in the microwave, and wondered if she’d forgotten anything…

She’d prepped everything last night.

Her purse had everything she needed, from her welcome email, maps of the surrounding area, to additional snacks she could munch on, just in case. She had meticulously designed her outfit, with everything prepped and ready to go, complete with cute and comfortable shoes that she wouldn’t be tempted to change out of at the last minute.

What if I didn’t prepare enough?

The background check did clear. All the paperwork is done… and they know that I’m not that experienced, so I guess they still want to bring me on. What if they regret that choice later on? What if I can’t get there on time? Should I leave right now? I have plenty of time to make sure I’m not in a hurry to leave. I also won’t have to worry about rushing into work, but what if-




Coffee’s done! Curry’s done! She switched off the coffee pot, poured herself a cup, and devoured the unevenly-heated chicken tikka masala while blowing on the too-hot coffee, even after putting creamer and sugar in it. Hmm… this feels nice. I could get used to this! I kinda feel like I’m an adult now! This is so exciting! OK, once I’m done, I’ll shower and leave early.

Some naan helped clean off the plate.

She walked the nearly-clean plate over to the kitchen sink. Wash, rinse, dry. The coffee mug was empty, her second one that morning, with only enough coffee for a third cup, since she didn’t want to be too hyper during her first day, but the caffeine was starting to kick in, and she was feeling motivated, excited, a little nervous, but ready to go to work!

She showered and changed.

That process must have taken longer than she thought because as she turned off the lights in her well-decorated one-bedroom apartment in an upscale neighborhood just far enough away from work to necessitate a drive, she looked at the clock and realized that she could be a few minutes late if she wasn’t careful. Oops! Don’t get nervous now. You’ll be fine!

Everything turned out fine.

Quotes: None.
Sources: My professional experiences.
Inspirations: Started a new gig the day I wrote this. It started off strong since I wrote it before my day begun, but by the end, I was ready to sleep, so the quality dipped off a little. Still, it fulfills its job as a short story about starting work.
Related: Somewhere in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story.” This might be either the introduction or very close to the beginning of this arc. Not sure yet…
Picture: Generic picture to save time.
Written On: October 12th [90 minutes?]
Last Edited: No further edits.
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