First, set the sat nav to take you from point A (Mr WF’s bosses houses, unknown address) to point B (your new location of work). Ask it to avoid the big meanie very congested roundabout. Leave extra time just in case you get lost (having only moved to the city less than 12 hours beforehand). Fail to notice when the sat nav takes you on a stupid route until you get on the motorway when it is too late. Sit in solid traffic via two motorways on the longest route possible and arrive at new job late missing the weekly briefing where you were introduced. Be forever known as the ditsy blond who can’t use her sat nav.
Apart from that it all went well.