Tuesday 25-08-2015 - 13:08

Starting any new job is difficult. Whether you’re becoming a cleaner and can’t find the bleach, or becoming a teacher and don’t like children (thankfully I’m not in that position) - adjusting to a new chapter in your life is never easy.

I have to say, being elected as a Full Time Officer has certainly been a new chapter that has required a lot of adjustments.  There’s been no more lying in bed until 2pm, forgetting what the sunshine (or lack of it in Scotland) looks like. There’s been no staying up all night before an exam, or staying out until three in the morning before coming home and burning a pizza.  Working full time instead of spending five hours a week in a classroom has been a shock to the system, but at least the past two months has seen no more middle-of-the-night-kitchen mishaps.

It wasn’t until my induction was over, my name badge was around my neck and my desk was in front of me that it truly sunk in that I wasn’t a full-time student anymore.  What’s more? I had no idea what I was meant to be doing to achieve the weird and wonderful ideas that were swimming around in my head.  My first week contained of sitting at a desk, trying to work out what acronyms like ‘LTQ’ and ‘E and D’ meant after the gazillion meetings I attended.  Not the image I had in my head when I first ran for a position that represents 17,000 students (it gets better, I promise).