First Day on the Job
A heartbeat roars under my chest like thunder rolls on clouds
My is pounding as if the air contained a million sounds.
The temperature of the blood in my veins is arising
And the man behind the counter doesn’t look very compromising.
I make an attempt to force a smile
But my body shakes as if I had just ran a mile.
I hope they cannot see the nerves that I wear on my face,
And I hope I can keep up with the pace...
I take a deep breath of air and I worry no more
I am greeted by my new manager
Who is waiting on the other side of the door.
I am showed around, and given instructions
My new job certainly does not bore.
At first it was intimidating
My fear was radiating
It was also quite frustrating
Not knowing what I should be implicating
But now I am confident in and passionate for my work
And as a message to everyone else out there:
The first day is always difficult, just remember to stay calm and attack the situation appropriately.
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