Hooray For Overtime Galore!!!
So lately I've told myself, "self, you don't need all this overtime work keeps offering you." I mean, who wants to constantly work like 50-60 hours a week? Well *clears throat*, apparently I do. I mean, I don't want to work all the hours, because I don't cut back on hanging out with friends and whatnot, so sleep is what gets pushed aside. But you can't disagree with really nice paychecks. Extra cash floating around is always nice. Especially when I have so much to get for my car, bodykit, spoiler, the rims and tires, interior, the paint job...the list goes on and on. Will be worth it in the long run, so I guess time now is nothing when the time I spend extra at work is going towards something. Besides, just being able to say, "Oooh, I like that. 75$? I am gonna get it!" is nice. It's been a long long time since I've had spare cash just floating around. Hell, to give you an example of how "stupid" everyone says I am for working as much as I do.
Monday I worked 10-8 (scheduled originally from 11-7). Go to bed at like 3-4am Monday night, get up at 9:30am Tuesday morning for work at 11. About 10 I get a call asking if I can come in any earlier. So I get in around 10:30. No biggie, right? Well, at like 5 or so, one of the closers called in. Noone can replace him since the store is shorthanded on closers as it is. So, stupid me, I open my mouth to Eric, I can come back and close from like 11/12-Close. So I get off at 7. Go home thinking, "I'm going to get 3-4 hours nap time then go back into work. Well, come 9 I still hadn't been able to fall asleep. So I'm like "screw this shit" I get up and get out the door and get back to work around 9:30. Tired as all hell, I was lucky. It was a rather dead night, except for a few idiots ordering like mad food. I got out of there about 2:30 or so. Got home around 3, by which time on the way home I had noticed the Northern Lights on display. So I sat on my porch for like 20 minutes just looking at them (I've always been really interested in shit like that.) And finally I come inside, shower real fast, check my e-mail, then lay down. I finally fell asleep probably around 4:30 or so. Only to have to be up at 9:30 to go to work again at 11. At least yesterday I got out at 7 and didn't have to come back for anything. And today, Thursday, I'm like, "Yay! I got the day off, but nothing to do." Get up at like 11:45 (lazy me) and check my voicemail. Joe wants me to go in for Lunch. Too late, lunch has started and I've still got morning breath. So I call him back and I'm like, I can go in like 3-7/8. So now on my day off, I'm going to be working yet again. Talk about some nice overtime.....So, does anyone else out there think I'm stupid for working so many damned hours? And I'll prolly end up working some hours on Saturday (my other day off).
Oh well, guess I'll relax a little bit, give Abbi a call, then Daryl. Then get ready for work.
Oh the fun times of working at an understaffed Wendys. Welcome to my life.
Monday I worked 10-8 (scheduled originally from 11-7). Go to bed at like 3-4am Monday night, get up at 9:30am Tuesday morning for work at 11. About 10 I get a call asking if I can come in any earlier. So I get in around 10:30. No biggie, right? Well, at like 5 or so, one of the closers called in. Noone can replace him since the store is shorthanded on closers as it is. So, stupid me, I open my mouth to Eric, I can come back and close from like 11/12-Close. So I get off at 7. Go home thinking, "I'm going to get 3-4 hours nap time then go back into work. Well, come 9 I still hadn't been able to fall asleep. So I'm like "screw this shit" I get up and get out the door and get back to work around 9:30. Tired as all hell, I was lucky. It was a rather dead night, except for a few idiots ordering like mad food. I got out of there about 2:30 or so. Got home around 3, by which time on the way home I had noticed the Northern Lights on display. So I sat on my porch for like 20 minutes just looking at them (I've always been really interested in shit like that.) And finally I come inside, shower real fast, check my e-mail, then lay down. I finally fell asleep probably around 4:30 or so. Only to have to be up at 9:30 to go to work again at 11. At least yesterday I got out at 7 and didn't have to come back for anything. And today, Thursday, I'm like, "Yay! I got the day off, but nothing to do." Get up at like 11:45 (lazy me) and check my voicemail. Joe wants me to go in for Lunch. Too late, lunch has started and I've still got morning breath. So I call him back and I'm like, I can go in like 3-7/8. So now on my day off, I'm going to be working yet again. Talk about some nice overtime.....So, does anyone else out there think I'm stupid for working so many damned hours? And I'll prolly end up working some hours on Saturday (my other day off).
Oh well, guess I'll relax a little bit, give Abbi a call, then Daryl. Then get ready for work.
Oh the fun times of working at an understaffed Wendys. Welcome to my life.