Last Point Of The Weekend
I know it sounds bizarre to most people, but Tuesday night marks the end of my weekend. I work Wednesday to Saturday, which is a rather abnormal shift. But by working longer shifts over 4 days, I get a longer weekend. Which is always a good thing. Although, you can never have enough time for a weekend. If there was a way for me to doing what I want, when I want, I would be on it rapid. But, we normal folk have to work, so there's that.
This time, next week, I will be watching Green Day in Glasgow at Bellahouston Park. And, as per the traditional Scottish summer, it is going to be raining. So the forecast says anyway. But the main reason a paid for a ticket was for Rancid, who are my favourite band, and I will NEVER get to see them play in such a huge event in the UK. And then this week, they announced that The Skids would be supporting as well, and seeing as I missed out on their homecoming gig in Dunfermline, I am so stoked. It's going to be fun. And, I have booked a bus there and back, so that I don't have to worry about getting home.
It's always nice to have something to focus on, something positive to aim for. It makes it easier to do the day job stuff, if you are doing it for something. But a lot of people are getting fed up at work, because the management tend to dive round difficult conversations and dump folk in shit. By doing things like this, it makes people seem like they don't matter, and that they have done something wrong. Because of the number of people that are on shift at any one point, I think the managers try to make their own life easier. Where, I think they should be looking at every person as an individual, and treating them as such. But no, the hard workers, simply work away, whilst the serial complainers get what ever they want. Now I would complain, but I don't like feeling responsible for putting extra pressure on someone else, when I can do my job, despite it being boring. If I feel I am over-complaining, my anxiety gets triggered and I feel awful.
I think that is a problem though, most people don't have a place to vent. Over the years, I have got used to expressing my annoyances in writing, either on my computer or in a notebook. I think that if I didn't have a way to rant my feelings, I'd be like a bomb waiting to go off
This time, next week, I will be watching Green Day in Glasgow at Bellahouston Park. And, as per the traditional Scottish summer, it is going to be raining. So the forecast says anyway. But the main reason a paid for a ticket was for Rancid, who are my favourite band, and I will NEVER get to see them play in such a huge event in the UK. And then this week, they announced that The Skids would be supporting as well, and seeing as I missed out on their homecoming gig in Dunfermline, I am so stoked. It's going to be fun. And, I have booked a bus there and back, so that I don't have to worry about getting home.
It's always nice to have something to focus on, something positive to aim for. It makes it easier to do the day job stuff, if you are doing it for something. But a lot of people are getting fed up at work, because the management tend to dive round difficult conversations and dump folk in shit. By doing things like this, it makes people seem like they don't matter, and that they have done something wrong. Because of the number of people that are on shift at any one point, I think the managers try to make their own life easier. Where, I think they should be looking at every person as an individual, and treating them as such. But no, the hard workers, simply work away, whilst the serial complainers get what ever they want. Now I would complain, but I don't like feeling responsible for putting extra pressure on someone else, when I can do my job, despite it being boring. If I feel I am over-complaining, my anxiety gets triggered and I feel awful.
I think that is a problem though, most people don't have a place to vent. Over the years, I have got used to expressing my annoyances in writing, either on my computer or in a notebook. I think that if I didn't have a way to rant my feelings, I'd be like a bomb waiting to go off