Bridget Miller: Medicaid Analyst

So today was my first day at my real job. With hurricane Katrina badness and our manager not beingthere the most helpful and productive thing I could do at work was stay out of the way. I did leard how to scan things, and I got my own username and password for the system, an "employee number" so people can send scanned stuff to me, a cubby hole, a stapler (and other general office supplies) and my very own desk (in a storage room of sorts). I don't have a computer. I'm mildly useless without acess to a computer. It's not my fault. I think I'll be getting a computer eventually. Until then I will scan things and check on the things I scanned intermittently on other people's computers while they take a quick potty break. I spent a good 5 hours at least being totally unproductive. One of my coworkers had pity on me and handed me a magazine. I like my coworkers. Their all moms, some are grandmas. Two of them referred to me as a baby. I coud go for being the mascot if that means I get to stay. (: