Rooted
Can't sleep. Work was arse yesterday. It really, really sucked. It was just really hard, really *really* hard, for the entire day. We've been getting orders through fortyfive minutes after close. They have been routinely going overtime by an hour. This puts you at a finish time of 11pm on a weeknight. It's not cool man.
It's going to be as busy, if not worse, tomorrow. I'm now awake and stewing about it.
I'm not a slackarse. I don't expect to be paid for nothing. But there is a limit to what I can do, to how fast I can move and how much stress I can cope with. And my main motivation is the people I work with, and when they are stressed and angry and miserable, fuck, my heart hurts so bad.
We are deliberately understaffed. The managers do not see or do not acknowledge much of what we do. I'm not upset because we've been busy, but because the effect on us is not acknoweldged. During the last week I've seen the managers gleefully running around, interrupting people in the middle of tasks, "checking up" on things, talking and talking and goddamn talking and I just wanna slap em.
Whinging about work is boring. But this is not sustainable and it is not okay. In theory, the big crazy rush period ends tomorrow. Last year, they bumped it out for a few more weeks. We were running on empty yesterday. I dunno what we'll be like tomorrow.
Although I certainly won't be much good if I don't get some sleep.Can't sleep. Work was arse yesterday. It really, really sucked. It was just really hard, really *really* hard, for the entire day. We've been getting orders through fortyfive minutes after close. They have been routinely going overtime by an hour. This puts you at a finish time of 11pm on a weeknight. It's not cool man.
It's going to be as busy, if not worse, tomorrow. I'm now awake and stewing about it.
I'm not a slackarse. I don't expect to be paid for nothing. But there is a limit to what I can do, to how fast I can move and how much stress I can cope with. And my main motivation is the people I work with, and when they are stressed and angry and miserable, fuck, my heart hurts so bad.
We are deliberately understaffed. The managers do not see or do not acknowledge much of what we do. I'm not upset because we've been busy, but because the effect on us is not acknoweldged. During the last week I've seen the managers gleefully running around, interrupting people in the middle of tasks, "checking up" on things, talking and talking and goddamn talking and I just wanna slap em.
Whinging about work is boring. But this is not sustainable and it is not okay. In theory, the big crazy rush period ends tomorrow. Last year, they bumped it out for a few more weeks. We were running on empty yesterday. I dunno what we'll be like tomorrow.
Although I certainly won't be much good if I don't get some sleep.
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It's going to be as busy, if not worse, tomorrow. I'm now awake and stewing about it.
I'm not a slackarse. I don't expect to be paid for nothing. But there is a limit to what I can do, to how fast I can move and how much stress I can cope with. And my main motivation is the people I work with, and when they are stressed and angry and miserable, fuck, my heart hurts so bad.
We are deliberately understaffed. The managers do not see or do not acknowledge much of what we do. I'm not upset because we've been busy, but because the effect on us is not acknoweldged. During the last week I've seen the managers gleefully running around, interrupting people in the middle of tasks, "checking up" on things, talking and talking and goddamn talking and I just wanna slap em.
Whinging about work is boring. But this is not sustainable and it is not okay. In theory, the big crazy rush period ends tomorrow. Last year, they bumped it out for a few more weeks. We were running on empty yesterday. I dunno what we'll be like tomorrow.
Although I certainly won't be much good if I don't get some sleep.Can't sleep. Work was arse yesterday. It really, really sucked. It was just really hard, really *really* hard, for the entire day. We've been getting orders through fortyfive minutes after close. They have been routinely going overtime by an hour. This puts you at a finish time of 11pm on a weeknight. It's not cool man.
It's going to be as busy, if not worse, tomorrow. I'm now awake and stewing about it.
I'm not a slackarse. I don't expect to be paid for nothing. But there is a limit to what I can do, to how fast I can move and how much stress I can cope with. And my main motivation is the people I work with, and when they are stressed and angry and miserable, fuck, my heart hurts so bad.
We are deliberately understaffed. The managers do not see or do not acknowledge much of what we do. I'm not upset because we've been busy, but because the effect on us is not acknoweldged. During the last week I've seen the managers gleefully running around, interrupting people in the middle of tasks, "checking up" on things, talking and talking and goddamn talking and I just wanna slap em.
Whinging about work is boring. But this is not sustainable and it is not okay. In theory, the big crazy rush period ends tomorrow. Last year, they bumped it out for a few more weeks. We were running on empty yesterday. I dunno what we'll be like tomorrow.
Although I certainly won't be much good if I don't get some sleep.
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