I have decided that I want to be a good blogger. Someone that when I add a new post people will be so excited that they will put down their kid, spoon, pen, book, toothbrush, box of chocolates, etc and immediately read what I have to say. The future posts will be things that will bring out an assortment of emotions. They will be funny haha, tongue in cheek, “that shouldn’t be this funny but is,” serious, “oh my gosh my life sucks,” thought provoking
So let’s play catch up. Last year I moved to SLC. I never really thought I would live here. But I am learning to never say never. It’s honestly not as bad as I expected. I mean other than the driving it’s pretty nice. I don’t find the mountains as claustrophobic as I used to, and seeing the sun is a definite bonus, as long as the inversion doesn't stay around long. It’s nice to have so much stuff around. Within 30 mins I can get to about 6-8 movie theaters, 6 malls and 853 church buildings. Way to go Utah! Getting back to the driving…I seriously wonder if there should even be motor vehicles allowed in this state. People have this obsession with sitting in your blind spot for 8 miles, they have no idea what that weird blinking light is used for, and they LOVE the brake pedal. My favorite thing is when it rains. You would think they would be able to handle it with the large amounts of snow they have to deal with, but they don’t, they are suicidal out there. They don’t understand that if you slam on the breaks with that much water on the road you will slide or hydroplane. *shakes head*
Anyways, I moved to SLC because I received an internship with Deseret Book. It was so much fun, and it will forever hold a special place in my heart now. The internship technically lasted through the second week of April but I asked to stay on and help out until the next batch of interns showed up. Since that was the last thing I needed to do to graduate I officially graduated in April 2011. After that I did some serious job hunting and I tried to figure out what I was going to do. I didn’t want to be the person that graduated from college and then moved home with their parents. But I was kind of lost. The real world is scary and it was kind of nice to have school there to hide behind.
Luckily the Lord had a plan for me. After a long day of online research and resume emailing I received a message from a friend I went to school with. She was going to be leaving for her mission in about 2 months and was looking for someone to fill her position. Lucky me that we both studied the same thing! So I went in for an interview. I met with a couple of people and thought it would be a cool place to work. After a couple of days I emailed my friend again and asked how it was looking. She told me they wanted me to come in for a second interview with the company president. Ok! So I showed up and BAM! I got the job. So 2 weeks after my internship ended and a month to the day from graduating college I had a full time job. And not just any job, a job that was in my field of study. I am so grateful.
The company I work for is Cementation USA Inc. They are a mine engineering/contracting company. We build mines. Not coal mines, those are too dangerous, but hard rock mines, like gold, copper, diamonds. Stuff like that. The office environment is so different from ANYTHING else. Half the company is Canadian, and they worked underground so they are a rough bunch of guys who like to drink and swear. It would be no shock if someone threw out a couple of choice words in the middle of a business meeting. But these guys are only rough around the edges. They are all pretty much teddy bears once you get to know them. We all get along really well, and have a good time. Not a day goes by at work where I haven’t laughed about something. And not just a polite laugh, but a real chuckle.
Now you are probably shocked that I studied mine engineering. Well don’t be, because I didn’t. I studied Communications and PR. And even though my title is Administrative Assistant, I am the marketing representative for the company. So I create advertisements, apply for company awards, help out HR with random stuff, and I am synchronizing the departments by doing a lot of internal marketing.
So that has been my life the last year or so. Hopefully my future posts will be a little more exciting and I can share random stories or thoughts or whatevers. Like this one: Social hours. Why are they called social hours? Most of the time they are longer than an hour. Is it because social hour and a half doesn't roll off the tongue as nicely?...something to think about.

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