What’s one of the worst ways to start your first day? Show up late. Yup, I did it. I arrived 10 minutes late on my first day. On top of my first day jitter nerves, sitting in traffic not having any control of the situation only added to my anxiousness. I of course sent my manager a quick email apologizing and to let her know I was just out front and would be there shortly!! She couldn’t have been sweeter! She told me not to worry at all, that it’s hard to gauge traffic and timing for the first little bit.
When I arrived, I walked through the Flare doors and was filled with excitement all over again. I met the team and we immediately hit it off, chatting about my winter boots and how they managed to be cute and stylish, while at the same time actually standing up to the dreadful Toronto winter we are having this year (on and off it seems, as today must have hit a record of the warmest day in January history). I was given the grand tour of our floor (which included the fashion samples closet!!), the 11th floor where Sales works because I may have to go up there from time to time and also the building facilities such as the cafeteria and the fitness center. Then I had to get my picture taken for my pass card, which I need if I want to get anywhere on our floor, let alone the whole building. Did I mention I love pictures but hate getting my picture taken when it’s for some sort of ID card. They just never turn out well and I happened to just get bangs last week because I was bored with my hair but I already want to grow them out, so I am now stuck with bangs in my picture 😦
Next stop, back to my desk to get some admin stuff out of the way. I spent the rest of the afternoon helping out the team with some upcoming events and plans, beautifying, wrapping and pricing a gift basket for a Gala Flare is sponsoring and assembling some mannequins. I ended off the day listening in on a conference call with Old Navy/Gap/Banana Republic and Lou Lou Magazine on an upcoming maternity collab. Stay tuned!
It was a great first day and I look forward to crazy busy days when I’m running around (hating myself for insisting on wearing heels) feeling like there’s not enough hours in the day. Careful what you wish for!