Wrong Side of the Bed.

by Monique on January 31, 2008


 I start work in less than an hour.

I don’t want to be here today.

I can feel that it’s going to be one of those days… and as I sit here waiting for the time to tick tick tick by so we can open the door and let the loonies in, I feel a real sense of dread. Like, today is the day that I am going to go off that one special customer who rolls her eyes at me one too many times, or sighs for the 10th time because the machine isn’t going fast enough to accommodate her very busy schedule.

I know it doesn’t sound like it, but I really love my job. The people I work with are awesome, but even they risk getting the wrath of Unstable Mo.

There should be some kind of employment code or rule that says if the employee doesn’t get a good nights sleep, they don’t have to come into work until they feel they are able to handle their work duties. Ok, maybe that won’t work. No one would show up for work.

What I need is one of those jobs where you make your own schedule. Where you can show up at 11 am and then put in your full 8 hours. Places like that do exist right? But if I changed jobs, I might not like my co-workers as much as the ones I currently have.

So, I guess I will have to just stick it out on my grumpy day. It will be very hard because someone is bound to piss me off.

I hope everyone else has a good day at work though!

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