Jul 25, 2009 22:50
So I'm finally going to take vacation after working at my current place of employment for probably nearly 2 years (::SOBS::).
The other managers keep reminding me that I have vacation time to use and I'm just like "Yeah, I know...", but I don't do weeny little 3-day vacations. That's not enough time to go anywhere.
When I vacation, I VACATION HARDCORE.
So I'm going to Japan for two weeks in September. I worry a little about leaving work for two weeks. I think we actually have inventory to do that month and I hope they'll be okay without a manager, but I HAVEN'T TAKEN A VACATION IN TWO YEARS. IT'S MY TURN NOW.
Thinking of the 14 hour plane ride makes me kinda want to roll over and die. I've made a lot of those kinds of trips in the past few years, but more and more I've come to despise air travel.
One, making me sit still and do nothing, mentally or physically is one of the cruelest things you can do to me. I go stir crazy, its why I never take breaks at work and why my boss is always yelling at me that I'm making us go over in hours.
Two, I can't sleep even if I'm on a plane for a bloody full day, I cannot sleep. I've tried sleeping pills before but they make me flip out. I'm not good with sedation.
Three, AIRPLANE SMELL. IT'S THE SMELL OF CONFINEMENT. The crackling crisp odor of recycled air being piped through a giant tube full of people. Mmmm...it's so dry it doesn't fail to give me pounding headaches. I have to mainline chocolate and water to stay sane.
I'm seriously considering buying a portable DVD player for this and future plane rides in an effort to stave off the crazies.