I hate the first few weeks of a new job. Everything is in such disarray. It's such a mess. I can't wait to fix it, but it's overwhelming. I feel like I'm in an episode of McGyver:
"Here, Stephanie! The world is about to explode! You must fix it! However, you only have a rusted staple, a poppy-seed bagel, and some 'Grecian Formula for Men'. Hurry!"