Working sick…yuk. Been doing so all week. Actually it’s afternoon now and I’m finally feeling a bit better which is usually how this goes. This fibro, or whatever I have (been this way for years) I get stressed, or over tired, or both then I get completely exhausted to where I can’t get rested up and my muscles and joints ache all over. Kind of a throbbing ache like a headache.
Well anyhow working sick just sucks but then being sick sucks doesn’t it friends?!
Monday I was only able to do six hours. Went home, skipped watching RNC and went straight to bed. Slept like four hours and of course was then awake till 2 a.m. Grrr. Tuesday I awoke and got to work at a reasonable time but again sick, sick, sick. However much like today I got a bit of energy, made up the extra two hours, worked an hour of OT for a total of 11. So…why this long tale. Because this a.m. I was sooo pizzed. Basically our supervisor’s supervisor (management if you will) has decided we need to up our quotas. He started with a ridiculous amount (which he heard from another supervisor at another district where stress is unreal). Anyhow they were supposed to hire another person, looks like they won’t which is actually fine by me. My concern now is that they will take away the overtime. Looks like the want us to do more…with less. Ha, ha, why was a even mad? So very typical of bosses and management. This place has been over all fab to work for…but most of my entire working life…this is how it goes.
And I was like to think I come in work sick and exhausted all week long, I’m producing more than I ever have and you want MORE. Screw it. Whatever. And so it goes. Is it 8:00 pm yet? I guess it’s 8:00 o’clock somewhere!