Omg...if there has ever been a stressful day...today was the day. My day did start out pretty good though. I had messages in my inbox from Donna K, Donna L who claims to be my seregant mother, like 5 of my gomer pals on facebook and to top it all off...I actually got to talk to Emily for about 15 minutes on yahoo this morning before work. I was happy all was grand. I arrive at work and it's a truck day...I just stayed focused but did try to slow down a little today. I worked with Tara most of the day putting the load away and such. I learned how to do the magazines for the first time and what a pain in the butt!
About 2 pm rolls around I have an hour and a half to get 2 more crates put away, movies checked in, lottery done, drawer organized and station cleaned. I knew I was running out of time and wouldn't make it. I tried to stay calm Tara came by noticing I was stressing out b/c it wasn't all done and told me to just breathe and take it easy that it'd be ok. So I tried to take her advice...I open the last crate and get off easy as there was no slip inside for me to check everything off. 1 down and 4 to go...I cleaned up one area and rushed over to start getting the movies done...keep in mind an hour has already passed by. People kept coming in and I kept getting side tracked...I just couldn't do it alone. I began to give up slowly knowing there was no way I was gonna get it all done. I managed to catch a break and got the movies checked in half way...but no big deal night people can find the cards and put them away.
I put my sign out at 3:30 on the dot to try and rush to get my lottery done and my actual work station cleaned up. Half way in the middle of me doing my lottery another line backs up and the other chick freaks out and calls for help...meanwhile Eric (manager) takes my sign down and calls people over...and here comes 5 more people down my lane. I couldn't believe it...I just wanted to scream. I turned and looked at Eric and told him to get a drawer that I was leaving. He seemed agitated that I told him my shift was up...but that's not my fault. I finished getting the line down closed out lottery did a quick clean up and ran out the door not bothering to organize my drawer. On my way out the door hearing 3 people calling out my name and I said nuh uh leave a message at the beep Tracey has left the building!
I am sooooo glad tomorrow is Friday. I love it when I have things to do to keep me busy...but when I can't finish out my day I really take it hard on myself. Something I have to work on...it's just me. My managers tell me not to worry about it that they'll take care of it that I did enough for the day...but every morning I go in I set a standard on all I want to get done and if I don't get it done then I feel horrible and like I have failed. Anywho that's another story for another time. Thank God tomorrow is Friday!
About 2 pm rolls around I have an hour and a half to get 2 more crates put away, movies checked in, lottery done, drawer organized and station cleaned. I knew I was running out of time and wouldn't make it. I tried to stay calm Tara came by noticing I was stressing out b/c it wasn't all done and told me to just breathe and take it easy that it'd be ok. So I tried to take her advice...I open the last crate and get off easy as there was no slip inside for me to check everything off. 1 down and 4 to go...I cleaned up one area and rushed over to start getting the movies done...keep in mind an hour has already passed by. People kept coming in and I kept getting side tracked...I just couldn't do it alone. I began to give up slowly knowing there was no way I was gonna get it all done. I managed to catch a break and got the movies checked in half way...but no big deal night people can find the cards and put them away.
I put my sign out at 3:30 on the dot to try and rush to get my lottery done and my actual work station cleaned up. Half way in the middle of me doing my lottery another line backs up and the other chick freaks out and calls for help...meanwhile Eric (manager) takes my sign down and calls people over...and here comes 5 more people down my lane. I couldn't believe it...I just wanted to scream. I turned and looked at Eric and told him to get a drawer that I was leaving. He seemed agitated that I told him my shift was up...but that's not my fault. I finished getting the line down closed out lottery did a quick clean up and ran out the door not bothering to organize my drawer. On my way out the door hearing 3 people calling out my name and I said nuh uh leave a message at the beep Tracey has left the building!
I am sooooo glad tomorrow is Friday. I love it when I have things to do to keep me busy...but when I can't finish out my day I really take it hard on myself. Something I have to work on...it's just me. My managers tell me not to worry about it that they'll take care of it that I did enough for the day...but every morning I go in I set a standard on all I want to get done and if I don't get it done then I feel horrible and like I have failed. Anywho that's another story for another time. Thank God tomorrow is Friday!
IT ALLWAYS GOOD TO PUT YOUR THOUGHTS INTO WORDS, ONE DAY YOU WILL LOOK BACK AND RE READ THIS AND YOU WILL SEE MORE THAN YOU SEE NOW :)
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