Employment status: not 'un'

I started a new job yesterday, and it's creepy how much they trust me already. Within an hour of my first shift ever, I was given a key to the exterior doors, a key to all the storage, and a key that opens other boxes of keys. I was also given the gas station credit card for their van fleet and $60 company cash for job duties at the laundromat. Maybe it's my White Privilege, that I'm intrinsically honest in their eyes. Maybe it's the fact that I have Eagle Scout on my resume, and 'trustworthy' is literally the first point of Scout Law. Maybe they're just stupid. I could be a con artist or a larcenous crackhead. I should rip them off just to teach them a lesson about assumptions.

Everyone is crazy nice, though. I wonder when my widower status will come up? A couple of the office ladies know about it, but nobody has followed up or asked about my wedding band. It's bound to come up sooner or later. I'm going to be pretty blunt when it does. That way, I'll sort out the disappointing people from the ones who can hang real quick.

I have no desire to rip these folks off: I like the job too much. I should amend that, I like the job hours too much. I'm working part-time, only afternoons, and that suits me perfectly. The job itself is a bit crazy, as numerous employees have warned me. Like, enough employees have said it's crazy here that, they're saying it as a joke, but I'm starting to think they're not saying it as a joke. The guy who's been doing most of my training has dropped a few swearwords on the job, which is awesome. He also worked today, which was his birthday, just for the sake of training me. Crazy with nice, sweary people? I'll fit in perfectly.