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I have a headache. It's from the fake "I like this" smile I wore all day. I'm fairly certain that this is not a good way to start a new job. But it was the first day, so I'm assuming that it was supremely dull as part of a "let's not freak her out" package. It hurts my ego to be the one who gets the phone and cleans the conference rooms. I mean, what a supreme waste of $36,000. I could have started my land baronetcy with that, if all I needed was a good phone voice to get a job. But I've promised myself that I'll give them until Friday, just to see if I'm jumping to conclusions, or if crying my eyes out to The Green Mile last night had any effect.