our art director - our sometimes prickly art director, he of the amazingly film-oriented small child who is constantly casting the rest of the staff here in his movies - just stopped by on his way out of the kitchen. it was just to say hi, but i wound up telling him i'm a little nervous about the next two weeks - two weeks in which i will be learning a new job, doing that job AND this job, and teaching someone new this job.

he told me it'd be fine, that i'd smoke that job, that this job was just a speed bump, that he thought i was totally perfect for the new job. and just as he was about to walk off, he came back and said, "and just so you know, everyone in the art department is totally pumped that you're going to be doing that job, and if we can do anything to help, just let us know."

in book publishing, it took me two and a half years to escape from marketing into editorial. here, it's taken me seven months (and three other positions!) and i'm getting glowing commentary from everyone. and i haven't even started the job yet!

i was a little irked this morning that the previous holder of my new position sent me an email saying he was "too much of an artist/musician/creative type" for the job - thereby implying, to a certain degree, that i'm not that type - but come to think of it, i really don't care. (besides, this coming from a guy who calls himself "laird"? i really can't be bothered.)

it's my job now. and i'm going to be good at it.