I only had to work four hours on Sunday. :)
A friend of mine on Facebook posted about how Christmas was anticlimactic, being six weeks of build up and then it's all over. For me, it was more like three months of build up. All I wanted to do when Christmas Day finally hit was veg out and watch TV, and I pretty much got to do that.
This week is going by too fast. Before I know it, my brother will be back in Louisiana.
Friday, December 28, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
The End...of Peak Madness 2012
This part was written on December 14th: Only 11 days left of the Christmas Shopping Madness season, about 7.5 to 8 of which I'm working. This week wasn't as bad as the last week of 11-hour days that I worked. I think not having a new episode of The Walking Dead to watch on Monday morning probably helped. The reason I have to watch The Walking Dead after I get home on Monday mornings is because I can't get on Facebook until I've watched it due to people spoiling it. Hell, I can hardly go online anywhere until I've watched it, seeing as that Yahoo just about spoiled one episode, showing a picture of one of the cast who died on the show.
December 20th: It was announced on Sunday (the 23rd) that we would have Christmas Eve off, would come in on Christmas Day at 11:30 p.m. and work half a shift, and that we also have New Year's Eve off. I also found out that my vacation request for the 26th was confirmed. I originally figured that we would work Christmas Eve and have Christmas Day off, and then I'd have five days off in a row, but I figured that only having to work five hours between Christmas Eve morning and December 30th wasn't a bad deal. On Monday, they said that if we beat our own picking record, that they would give us all of Christmas Day off as well. Well, we broke the record, and now I have Christmas Day off as well! On Wednesday, it was announced that mandatory overtime was cancelled, which I was glad for because there was something I wanted to do this Friday, and wouldn't have gotten to if I had to work. To sum it all up, I'm off until Sunday, then after this Sunday I don't have to come back in until the following Sunday, then I get a night off and come back in on Tuesday. Pretty sweet, but was it really worth all the frustration of the past three months?
Meh, not really. At least I can kinda enjoy my Christmas now, though.
December 20th: It was announced on Sunday (the 23rd) that we would have Christmas Eve off, would come in on Christmas Day at 11:30 p.m. and work half a shift, and that we also have New Year's Eve off. I also found out that my vacation request for the 26th was confirmed. I originally figured that we would work Christmas Eve and have Christmas Day off, and then I'd have five days off in a row, but I figured that only having to work five hours between Christmas Eve morning and December 30th wasn't a bad deal. On Monday, they said that if we beat our own picking record, that they would give us all of Christmas Day off as well. Well, we broke the record, and now I have Christmas Day off as well! On Wednesday, it was announced that mandatory overtime was cancelled, which I was glad for because there was something I wanted to do this Friday, and wouldn't have gotten to if I had to work. To sum it all up, I'm off until Sunday, then after this Sunday I don't have to come back in until the following Sunday, then I get a night off and come back in on Tuesday. Pretty sweet, but was it really worth all the frustration of the past three months?
Meh, not really. At least I can kinda enjoy my Christmas now, though.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Got no time for livin'... 2012 Edition
During the last week of November, I worked 11-hour days from Sunday through Wednesday. I worked less than ten hours on Thursday, but that week was so excruciating that that still felt about four or five hours too long.
This week, we only had to work ten hours, BUT I was sick. Yes, just a couple of weeks after getting over a sinus infection, I end up getting a cold, or something. I was thinking it could have been the flu, but the only time I really felt flu-ish was Monday night. Before I went to work that night, I went and got some Nyquil/Dayquil Sinex stuff. I left work that night about four hours early. I managed to work all night on Tuesday and Wednesday. I was hoping that my overtime night this week would be Friday since the month changed, so I could get a little rest before my OT night, but they're now flipping the OT nights every two weeks, so I had to work on Thursday, and will be working the next two Fridays. I only worked half of Thursday night since I'm still kinda sick, and was hoping to add to recovery time.
I've realized that me getting sick over the past month seems to coincide with the times when it actually gets warm here. So not only is Climate Change/Global Warming bad for the planet, it also tends to make me sick during the few times in the Fall and Winter when I can hypothetically enjoy myself. I guess I could deal with some cooler temperatures if it meant not having to physically feel like shit on top of the mentally feeling like shit. Or fuck it, I'll just move to California.
So, I have two days off. I was kinda hoping to spend both days recovering from whatever it is I have, but my girlfriend is moving on Saturday, and if I want to stay in her good graces, I should help her. She seems to be a little under the weather too, and has to move whether she's sick or not. To add to the fun, we go back to 11-hour days at work this Sunday! To recap: Worked over 50 hours last week, worked under 50 hours this week while sick, get to help move on Saturday, and get to start a possibly 50+ hour work week on Sunday. And people wonder why I hate this time of year! I'd hate to say it, but I'm kinda glad that I wasn't dating this time last year. This time of year, I tend to live to work, and it's a lot easier to do when I have only myself to worry about. I feel like I've been a bad boyfriend since I really wasn't much help with the apartment search, but it seemed like any time away from work was spent just trying to recover from work. Hell, I spend so much time doing Christmas shopping for other people that I've almost forgotten that I need to shop for other people. Unlike me, she has an 8-hour-a-day job. Not even 8 hours + a 30 minute lunch, I mean 8 hours! She works fewer hours in a six day work week than I work in a five day work week. If I had a job with hours like that, I might not feel so overwhelmed. And for the record, I've applied with her employer twice, and never heard back from them.
Ugh, fuck Christmas! About two and a half weeks of this shit left.
This week, we only had to work ten hours, BUT I was sick. Yes, just a couple of weeks after getting over a sinus infection, I end up getting a cold, or something. I was thinking it could have been the flu, but the only time I really felt flu-ish was Monday night. Before I went to work that night, I went and got some Nyquil/Dayquil Sinex stuff. I left work that night about four hours early. I managed to work all night on Tuesday and Wednesday. I was hoping that my overtime night this week would be Friday since the month changed, so I could get a little rest before my OT night, but they're now flipping the OT nights every two weeks, so I had to work on Thursday, and will be working the next two Fridays. I only worked half of Thursday night since I'm still kinda sick, and was hoping to add to recovery time.
I've realized that me getting sick over the past month seems to coincide with the times when it actually gets warm here. So not only is Climate Change/Global Warming bad for the planet, it also tends to make me sick during the few times in the Fall and Winter when I can hypothetically enjoy myself. I guess I could deal with some cooler temperatures if it meant not having to physically feel like shit on top of the mentally feeling like shit. Or fuck it, I'll just move to California.
So, I have two days off. I was kinda hoping to spend both days recovering from whatever it is I have, but my girlfriend is moving on Saturday, and if I want to stay in her good graces, I should help her. She seems to be a little under the weather too, and has to move whether she's sick or not. To add to the fun, we go back to 11-hour days at work this Sunday! To recap: Worked over 50 hours last week, worked under 50 hours this week while sick, get to help move on Saturday, and get to start a possibly 50+ hour work week on Sunday. And people wonder why I hate this time of year! I'd hate to say it, but I'm kinda glad that I wasn't dating this time last year. This time of year, I tend to live to work, and it's a lot easier to do when I have only myself to worry about. I feel like I've been a bad boyfriend since I really wasn't much help with the apartment search, but it seemed like any time away from work was spent just trying to recover from work. Hell, I spend so much time doing Christmas shopping for other people that I've almost forgotten that I need to shop for other people. Unlike me, she has an 8-hour-a-day job. Not even 8 hours + a 30 minute lunch, I mean 8 hours! She works fewer hours in a six day work week than I work in a five day work week. If I had a job with hours like that, I might not feel so overwhelmed. And for the record, I've applied with her employer twice, and never heard back from them.
Ugh, fuck Christmas! About two and a half weeks of this shit left.
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