January 28, 2006
we are now on 24/7. the center. meaning there would be daytime shifts. morning shifts. afternoon shifts. aaahhhh!
is this a sign? is this a sign? is this a sign?
what if our team gets a daytime shift?
aaaaahhhh!!!! that would be the end of it!
so i hate my schedule. the waking up at 8 or 9 pm to get dressed and go to work to complete a graveyard shift. going out of the building when the sun is all high and mighty and stinging your tired eys. when you feel so harassed. so fucked up. because you go to work at night.
that’s why i hated this job even if it was a good-enough-paying-job.
that’s why i wanted to resign once i find a day job that is still a good-enough-paying-job.
and then this! that would be the end of my super-mega-want to resign…
so now im on the verge of getting too excited. when do we get that kind of schedule?
when? when? when! WHEN?!
please give us that schedule. please give my team that schedule. please give my team a daytime schedule.
if that happens, i promise promise from the very very bottom of my eccentric heart that i would not rant about how i hate coming to work. i would stop being so angst-y. i would stop watching the princess diaries 1 & 2 over and over again. i would stop eating too much frenchline cheese ensaymada nuggets. i would stop scoffing too much frenchline cinnamon buns. i would stop drinking too much lipton green tea. i would stop chatting online while at work (well…maybe a little). and i would stop blogging when i should be taking in calls (well…i guess we might need some exceptions…*wink*).
bottomline, i would try, try my best to like my job only and only if my team would be assigned a daytime schedule.
just this one. just this one eeny weeny favor.
*falls on the floor, knees down, hands clasped, bows head, closes eyes tightly, prays harder than the time an earthquake hit baguio city and allows soul to float to eternal craziness*
~.~
currently reading Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist for the nth time.
reason being that…i need something to fire up my spirit.
