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The longest days seem to pass by in the blink of an eye.
Nothing feels quite as good as a long day of work. I didn't always think so, but today just felt amazing. Once upon a time, I would whine, cry, bitch, moan about having to work a shift like 11-8. Glamorous life, right? How dare they schedule me over 6 hours! The injustice of it all! You know, the works. This was especially true back when I worked at JcPenney, but I also hated that job completely and fully. I was also one of the laziest kids in the world back then and my boss was a nut-job. Excuses, perhaps, but it doesn't make either of those statements as less true.
"You're a dream come true." My boss said that to me today. It is always nice to hear something as such. Not so much as a pat on the back, but just on the bad days it gives me something to look back on and not feel so terrible. Weird, perhaps, but it is the truth. Everyone like to hear they're appreciated, myself included. I go to work to work, not sit on my ass and whine about life in general, unlike some people I know. I can't dislike Andy as much for doing so, now that I understand why, and realize that at 18, I was the exact same way at times. More than anything, he needs a friend at work and somehow that became me. But I suppose our night of pizza sharing on his first day on the job set us up for that.
There was this moment today. Just standing there at work, calm in the middle of the chaos of a Saturday, and just thinking. One day, I'll look back on these days and you know what I'll do? I'll smile. These days of working there will end one day. I have no intent of working there my entire life, but the times right now, they're good. The future will hopefully be better to us all, but never again will these days we're living right now come again. There may be better days and there may be worse days, but never again will a time quite like these times occur. It makes me appreciate life in general, knowing that it really could be much worse.
Now time to decide if I want to spend the remainder of my night curled up in bed watching Ghost Adventures or working on my second playthrough of Dragon Age II. Choices, choices.
Nothing feels quite as good as a long day of work. I didn't always think so, but today just felt amazing. Once upon a time, I would whine, cry, bitch, moan about having to work a shift like 11-8. Glamorous life, right? How dare they schedule me over 6 hours! The injustice of it all! You know, the works. This was especially true back when I worked at JcPenney, but I also hated that job completely and fully. I was also one of the laziest kids in the world back then and my boss was a nut-job. Excuses, perhaps, but it doesn't make either of those statements as less true.
"You're a dream come true." My boss said that to me today. It is always nice to hear something as such. Not so much as a pat on the back, but just on the bad days it gives me something to look back on and not feel so terrible. Weird, perhaps, but it is the truth. Everyone like to hear they're appreciated, myself included. I go to work to work, not sit on my ass and whine about life in general, unlike some people I know. I can't dislike Andy as much for doing so, now that I understand why, and realize that at 18, I was the exact same way at times. More than anything, he needs a friend at work and somehow that became me. But I suppose our night of pizza sharing on his first day on the job set us up for that.
There was this moment today. Just standing there at work, calm in the middle of the chaos of a Saturday, and just thinking. One day, I'll look back on these days and you know what I'll do? I'll smile. These days of working there will end one day. I have no intent of working there my entire life, but the times right now, they're good. The future will hopefully be better to us all, but never again will these days we're living right now come again. There may be better days and there may be worse days, but never again will a time quite like these times occur. It makes me appreciate life in general, knowing that it really could be much worse.
Now time to decide if I want to spend the remainder of my night curled up in bed watching Ghost Adventures or working on my second playthrough of Dragon Age II. Choices, choices.
