I went to Wichita...
My boss is not back from Spain, so I'm Acting Lead again. Which means I had to stay last night and will do so tonight aswell. Great. I get so stressed when in authority. I didn't ask for the job, it's just foisted upon me. The extra money is great, but is it worth all the stress.. over perhaps having to make a phonecall? My throat contracts at the very thought of it.
I finally went to open my Hotmail Mail and was told to pay £20 to activate my account. Um, pay for something I don't really need? I have AOL, if you want to send me mail, that's where to aim (ha - I'm Monkeyfunk78@aol.com).. so, if you've sent anything to my hotmail address, it's not going to get read. Wasn't Hotmail free at one point? Well, it's not now, so they can shove it up their arse.
Back to work, sorry. But I have to remark on the lax attitude taken by my co-workers. Having done just a meagre 4 aircraft palets of boces, we had one left, but the consensus was to leave it for the new shift (starting at 7am).. seeing as it was 2am at the time seemed stupid. They just blatantly refused to do it. I'm a bad concessionary boss. I don't shout or order or try to persuade too hard. If someone isn't going to do something, they won't do it. "The management won't thank you for it even it gets done."
So, I moved that final palet. 300 boxes. Like the song goes, I worked that store, the sweat dripped out of every pore. I finished it in less than twenty minutes. I didn't do it for my co-workers. I didn't do it for the management. I did it for me and it felt good. Never before has pain been so rewarding.
I finally went to open my Hotmail Mail and was told to pay £20 to activate my account. Um, pay for something I don't really need? I have AOL, if you want to send me mail, that's where to aim (ha - I'm Monkeyfunk78@aol.com).. so, if you've sent anything to my hotmail address, it's not going to get read. Wasn't Hotmail free at one point? Well, it's not now, so they can shove it up their arse.
Back to work, sorry. But I have to remark on the lax attitude taken by my co-workers. Having done just a meagre 4 aircraft palets of boces, we had one left, but the consensus was to leave it for the new shift (starting at 7am).. seeing as it was 2am at the time seemed stupid. They just blatantly refused to do it. I'm a bad concessionary boss. I don't shout or order or try to persuade too hard. If someone isn't going to do something, they won't do it. "The management won't thank you for it even it gets done."
So, I moved that final palet. 300 boxes. Like the song goes, I worked that store, the sweat dripped out of every pore. I finished it in less than twenty minutes. I didn't do it for my co-workers. I didn't do it for the management. I did it for me and it felt good. Never before has pain been so rewarding.