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Tomorrow was supposed to be the first of two days off from work. Then my fellow supervisor told me that since another supervisor had cut down to part time, his shift needed to be covered tomorrow.
Little guy in grey on my right shoulder: "You need this day off! You've been working five long, hot, stressful days in a row for it!"
Little guy in green on my left shoulder: "It's an entire day that you'd be getting overtime pay! Eight full hours of time-and-a-half! Plus tips! What's one more day?"
Me: (hesitates) "Let me think about it."
Five minutes later, I agreed to do it, like I'd known all along that I would. Of course. I've never been able to pass up extra hours at work, especially since I actively need the money. And since my social life barely exists, anyway.
Little guy in grey on my right shoulder: "You need this day off! You've been working five long, hot, stressful days in a row for it!"
Little guy in green on my left shoulder: "It's an entire day that you'd be getting overtime pay! Eight full hours of time-and-a-half! Plus tips! What's one more day?"
Me: (hesitates) "Let me think about it."
Five minutes later, I agreed to do it, like I'd known all along that I would. Of course. I've never been able to pass up extra hours at work, especially since I actively need the money. And since my social life barely exists, anyway.