One of the few, if not only perk of a 13 hours/day job (10 at work, another 3 at home) is that I get to occassionally rub shoulders with familiar people whom I have befriended on TV.
Professionalism?
More like: Must. Resist. Urge. To. Take. Pictures. With. Them
First week has been super tough, made tougher by my insane expectations. No, much tougher by a peer who is so obviously better at what he does than me. Between peer pressure, the constant stress that a novice should never put on his first ever assignment, and the overwhelming work that prides on its complexity, I am glad my first month ended on a good note.
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