July 18, 2011
I find myself sitting in a hotel room in Ouagadougou on the morning of meeting the person I will work closely with for the next two years. So many thoughts are running through my head. Will they like me? Will I like them? Wil we work well together? Do they speak any English? Will they be horrified with my French and lack of Moore? Is my dress to short? (A real concern as my tailor made my dress several inches shorter than I requested).
Part of this is no doubt the regular nerves you feel upon meeting a new boss, but I think a big part of me is afraid that since I had such a great relationship with my counterpart in Niger, perhaps I’ll get the other side of the coin this time around. Irrational? Perhaps, but that doesn’t give me any extra confidence.
Wish me luck…here I go!
P.S. I found great veggie lo-mein last night – expensive, but worth every penny – or CFA as the case may be! Thank you Restaurante de Chine!
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