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 |  I've maxed out. Closed this blog. |
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This is a way of making myself write something coherent and grammatically correct almost every day. I'm opinionated and need an outlet. I'm also prone to flights of fancy. Thanks for stopping by. |
| These 9 hours or more of work without breaks are so tiring. And it's stressful, with too many things going on at once competing for priority, time, and the bosses' whims.Then when the printer breaks down and a virus hit the terminals, it just seems like the roof is caving in, but no one is making allowances or getting time extensions. So tonight, I'm exhausted. I can't concentrate. I can't exercise. I can hardly move. But tomorrow, I will go in and slap on a smile, because I have to deal with a lot of people. It's not their fault my mosses get hysterical every time someone from another branch or contracting business ask a simple question. It's not their fault we have an unreasonable deadline with fewer people to reach it this year for even more employees than ever. Let's see. . . some of my own medicine. Well, I'm glad to have income. I'm glad I have a roof over my head. I have a warm bed in which to sleep. And it is autumn with all its colors. And I can hold out hope that maybe one of the bosses will eventually say, "We really appreciate all your diligence in getting the job done right and on time!" Ha, ha, ha. Not! I just wanted to think of something funny. Okay, I'm good. |
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