Stuff and things
Been an odd week so far. A strange mix depending on the days. Some, I'm really, really tired. Some days I've spent too much, and am left really drained. I've spent much of today being ready to go out and save the world. It's rather odd. I shouldn't have the strength to try, and yet it seems I do.
I don't think I encountered any burning buildings during the designated time period - perhaps the person who predicted it was just on crack. It was postulated that it may not have been a physical experience. Though I do have some flicker of memory of flame, it's hard to say if something happened, or if it's generated by my mind as I think about it. I haven't really had time to explore it, and if it isn't a construct, it doesn't really matter, as I clearly didn't run into it.
Work continues to be fairly ridiculous. Expectations are retarded. In example, there's a new paper I have to do which duplicates a paper I already do. If I am opening, I get nasty demands about whether or not I have done it. I know this doesn't happen to other people, because the last form I did will still be on the clipboard. It's supposed to be done every shift (which is technically 5 times a day). It doesn't get done four times a day. And if I'm off, it doesn't get done five times a day. I've been off two days in a row, and come in to find the last one I did, still sitting there.
But if I don't do it, I'm in big trouble.
Also, I am supposed to stock stations with product for today, yesterday at close, while I was opening yesterday.
No, it doesn't make sense. Don't try to point it out - she doesn't want to play my game.
Just waiting for the day I am free. Almost there. ...I don't know how far "almost" is, but "not long" can't be TOO long, right?
I don't think I encountered any burning buildings during the designated time period - perhaps the person who predicted it was just on crack. It was postulated that it may not have been a physical experience. Though I do have some flicker of memory of flame, it's hard to say if something happened, or if it's generated by my mind as I think about it. I haven't really had time to explore it, and if it isn't a construct, it doesn't really matter, as I clearly didn't run into it.
Work continues to be fairly ridiculous. Expectations are retarded. In example, there's a new paper I have to do which duplicates a paper I already do. If I am opening, I get nasty demands about whether or not I have done it. I know this doesn't happen to other people, because the last form I did will still be on the clipboard. It's supposed to be done every shift (which is technically 5 times a day). It doesn't get done four times a day. And if I'm off, it doesn't get done five times a day. I've been off two days in a row, and come in to find the last one I did, still sitting there.
But if I don't do it, I'm in big trouble.
Also, I am supposed to stock stations with product for today, yesterday at close, while I was opening yesterday.
No, it doesn't make sense. Don't try to point it out - she doesn't want to play my game.
Just waiting for the day I am free. Almost there. ...I don't know how far "almost" is, but "not long" can't be TOO long, right?