One thing that I would like to point out, is that it’s not too terribly difficult to work hard. And if you think it is, you’re probably in a different field than me.
I work at a library, so things are pretty different, and that’s okay. Also, I have an upper respiratory infection, it’s hard for me to breathe, and I’m at work.
Why may you ask?
Because I’m the only one covering my shift since my coworker quit. The new person starts Monday, which is good. But the first weekend that my coworker left me in the dust, I stressed myself out to the point of sickness. (yay) And now, I am literally trying to push on through, but DayQuil only does so much. That, and I really don’t want to like over-medicate myself, because I need to be coherent.
This post, is literally a shout out to the people who I know in my personal life, which is that I never want to hear anyone tell me that I don’t work hard enough.
Because once again, I’m sick, I feel like crap, and I’m at work.
I did this in retail too and one time my boss told me that I wasn’t working hard enough. It practically took every ounce of over-ridden self-control not to smack him. If I am not feeling well and I am at work, you are damn lucky to have me here.
Also, I can’t rest until Tuesday, so I really need to power through. Today was my day off and that’s when everything hit me like a brick wall, and I want to work tomorrow, though I’m sure if it got really terrible, I could just come home at five when my relieve comes in.
Amber (literally my work best friend now) will be in around five thirty, so at least I could have backup, but Sunday’s are my longest shifts of around 11 hours, and I enjoy working them, that way I don’t need to spend more than 3 days a week at work, and work at my other place of employment.
P.S. I’m thinking of a better send-off at the end of this instead of being or mentally saying “Thanks for looking through my words and making me feel special.”
If I thought I was pretty enough, I would make a gif of me waving or something, but I don’t really know how to do that, to be fair. But seriously, finishing off this particular post, and I’ll be queuing or posting more (depending on how alive I feel) so I can have some sort of fluidity throughout the week.
And on a final note, about 23 days until I fly home (home is in New York, and I am in Oklahoma USA) for Thanksgiving. (Bye again)