Week eight.

 I'm feeling better than I have in the last couple weeks. It's weird getting back in the swing of things after you've felt like you're out of it. So yesterday I had some guy harass a worker, but I was only told after it had happened. Then I had a drunk guy that got denied service so I had to escort them out, luckily with no incident. This job is making me look at everyone completely different now. I'm not saying I never saw anything like this, but it's really an eye opener. I feel like everyone is trying to get over on one thing or another. If shit ever went bad, these are the assholes you'll have to deal with. Yay, that makes me excited. That was a sidetrack rant. I'm getting more used to all the different buildings and the people. I need to learn more about specific locations, but that will come later. I'm still getting used to the "team". Sometimes it doesn't feel like we are, but other times it does. I mean, they are still getting used to me too. Sometimes I feel like all this should be in place now, but some of this takes up to years. I still can't believe it's been eight weeks already.