Life in paraphrase.
Hmm. This is the first journal post I've ever written... on my iPad. It sorta feels like typing but I'm using two fingers instead of typing normally.
Anyways. I noticed yesterday morning that so much has changed from the time of my last post that it almost deserves a recap post. But really, no one cares. To summarize, I quit Minacs, travelled back to Saskatchewan by van across the country with Rhiannon and her parents, visited Montreal and her extended family in Ontario, got my old job back, moved into a nice house with Hagen as my old new roommate, quit my old new job and will start my new new job with Ryan in December.
As of late what has been troubling me so is the transition from one job to the next. I'm moving from confidence and the familiar, to something new exciting and unknown. I worry that I won't do well, I worry that I'm single handedly causing Bulk Cheese to fail. Silly, I know. But it stresses me so much, that I can't stop thinking about these things.
The last two weeks have been so stressful. My coworker is incompetent. Work with him is awkward as he is incredibly defensive. I choose to not acknowledge him but the day can only last so long. I wish they would have hired someone better equipped to work in the meatshop. That might have eked out a month or two more from me. As it were, it feels like I have twice the work and half the capabilities.
I know I have annoyed my friends because all I've talked about is how much I hate work. Oh, and here I am discussing it on my blog. Whyyyyyyyyyyyy do you suck so much?!?!?!?
Anyways. I noticed yesterday morning that so much has changed from the time of my last post that it almost deserves a recap post. But really, no one cares. To summarize, I quit Minacs, travelled back to Saskatchewan by van across the country with Rhiannon and her parents, visited Montreal and her extended family in Ontario, got my old job back, moved into a nice house with Hagen as my old new roommate, quit my old new job and will start my new new job with Ryan in December.
As of late what has been troubling me so is the transition from one job to the next. I'm moving from confidence and the familiar, to something new exciting and unknown. I worry that I won't do well, I worry that I'm single handedly causing Bulk Cheese to fail. Silly, I know. But it stresses me so much, that I can't stop thinking about these things.
The last two weeks have been so stressful. My coworker is incompetent. Work with him is awkward as he is incredibly defensive. I choose to not acknowledge him but the day can only last so long. I wish they would have hired someone better equipped to work in the meatshop. That might have eked out a month or two more from me. As it were, it feels like I have twice the work and half the capabilities.
I know I have annoyed my friends because all I've talked about is how much I hate work. Oh, and here I am discussing it on my blog. Whyyyyyyyyyyyy do you suck so much?!?!?!?