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First days on the job

Yesterday was my first day at work. Man, I love astronomy. I rolled in at 8:55am to sign and fax some forms (IfA form 5b, NSF Institutional Allowance Request, NSF Fellowship Starting Certificate, IfA Research Statement/Scope). I went to lunch with Mike Liu, got a tour of the department during which Mike introduced me to ~87 different people, and then went home at 2pm to move our stuff from the hotel to the vacation rental. No meetings, no orientations, no time cards, no HR videos showing the right and wrong ways to lift boxes (Don't Do What Donnie Don't Does).

Overall, not much to report. The layout of the IfA is pretty confusing. I keep getting stuck on the 2nd floor really far from a stair case. Mike described the layout as "Two identical square buildings, where one square is kinda mirrored and connected by that walkway. Well, the other is not really like this one. Don't worry, you'll figure it out in a couple weeks."

I tried to get some actual science done, but my computer at Berkeley (owen.berkeley.edu) is down. I called my old office and asked Ryan to try and restart it. But owen seems to be pretty sick and didn't reboot. Fortunately my critical data are backed up on my laptop and at SFSU. Guess it's time to put my research allowance to work. To the Apple Store!

Comments

Karin said…
The compy must miss you... Have fun at the Apple store!! Maybe they'll have a combined computer/iphone deal. That would be sweet. Been to the beach yet?
JohnJohn said…
Have we been to the beach yet? she asks. Only like half a dozen times! Pics to come.

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