Young Professional
I'm a young professional.
I don't know my personal mission statement yet.
I'm nervous about calling IT.
It might take me a couple days to work up the courage.
I am trying my best to be professional.
I don't know exactly what "professionalism" is.
I feel as though I need to continuously work hard in order to earn the paycheck I'm getting.
I feel guilty sometimes knowing that some of my peers are performing manual labor for less pay.
This is the first time I am not among them. Who are my peers now?
I'm trying to interact with my coworkers organically.
I'm decades younger than them.
I'm getting really good at using the scanner.
I copied-and-pasted the email signature of my supervisor and filled in my information.
I'm a little embarrassed about the car I drive to work.
I went out and got new clothes for this position.
I'm not sure what my job is supposed to be.
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