I'm a Prisoner

I am the new number 2. I will provide INformation. inFORmation. InforMAAAtion. Some unimportant useless information about my first day of solid work in just over 4 months. It hurt to wear shoes(in a very whiney little Woody Allen tone). There was a small platoon of us inductees that walked in all wide eyed like a new season of The Real World. I immediately passed silent judgement over each and every one of my fellow compatriots as they walked in the door. Curious to see how things pan out over the next few months with my assumptions. This whole new town/job/lifestyle thing is already turning out to be a fun little experiment. I may just stay camped in the RV Park living out of my car and trailer for another month so I can scope things out and not deal with roommates. All in all, we've got a good start and I'm definitely not hating my situation.