Stress is when you wake up screaming, and then realize that you haven't fallen asleep yet.
Big Whopper Audit tomorrow.
At least 24 hours from now it will be almost over.
A friend I work with said to me today, "These should be so automatic for you now. I don't know why you get so stressed over them."
Hmmmmm...Maybe because I take my fucking job seriously? Maybe because if we fail this audit we run the risk of losing several VERY LARGE customers. Maybe because I want to keep our formal food safety record as immaculate as it has been for the last 10 years. Maybe because I actually care that our product is safe for human consumption.
No, they're not automatic. Yes, I have to worry about every single page of documention(all 12 binders of it). Yes, I have to worry that some dickshit employee is going to clog a toilet like they did this morning. Yes, I worry that I've missed something and it's going to cause a major non-compliance.
Maybe I don't understand why other people get stressed out about their jobs either, but I don't tell them they shouldn't be.
I haven't been unpleasant to anyone. I haven't screamed at anyone. I haven't asked anyone for an undue amount of assistance. No one else is suffering over this thing but me. However, I have made mention that I'm stressed and I wish it was over. I guess I fucking can't even do that. I walked across the dock this morning going over a list of things in my head and I guess I had a less than pleasant expression on my face and my mind was obviously not on the people around me. One of our truck drivers says to me "Stop looking so mean Nanc!" What the fuck? You know what? Kiss my ass!
Grrr and double Grrrrrrrrrr!!!!
Ok, back to my prep.
At least 24 hours from now it will be almost over.
A friend I work with said to me today, "These should be so automatic for you now. I don't know why you get so stressed over them."
Hmmmmm...Maybe because I take my fucking job seriously? Maybe because if we fail this audit we run the risk of losing several VERY LARGE customers. Maybe because I want to keep our formal food safety record as immaculate as it has been for the last 10 years. Maybe because I actually care that our product is safe for human consumption.
No, they're not automatic. Yes, I have to worry about every single page of documention(all 12 binders of it). Yes, I have to worry that some dickshit employee is going to clog a toilet like they did this morning. Yes, I worry that I've missed something and it's going to cause a major non-compliance.
Maybe I don't understand why other people get stressed out about their jobs either, but I don't tell them they shouldn't be.
I haven't been unpleasant to anyone. I haven't screamed at anyone. I haven't asked anyone for an undue amount of assistance. No one else is suffering over this thing but me. However, I have made mention that I'm stressed and I wish it was over. I guess I fucking can't even do that. I walked across the dock this morning going over a list of things in my head and I guess I had a less than pleasant expression on my face and my mind was obviously not on the people around me. One of our truck drivers says to me "Stop looking so mean Nanc!" What the fuck? You know what? Kiss my ass!
Grrr and double Grrrrrrrrrr!!!!
Ok, back to my prep.