So I permanently (well, for a couple of months, anyway) have a shift today at my job. It's just a standard 5-hour shift, right? Nothing special. Yeah, well, compared to my Sunday shifts (such as yesterday), the two are entirely different planets. It's just...so exhausting to have that many people (even going up to a two-guard ratio in the heat of lessons), for this long a time. (I'm writing on the job, if you couldn't tell, to post later.)
Admittedly, it's the first day of swim lessons, thus chaotic, and was also my first day at college for this quarter. Additionally, I had trouble sleeping last night since I alternated between burning up and freezing. (Edit at home: turns out it wasn't just me; my mom did as well. Odd.) So I am quite tired on a hectic day for understandable reasons.
Butstill...each hour, I'm thinking/hoping that it's 1-2 hours later than it actually is. Every time it happens, I have to check the time to make sure, and I realize my mind has skipped ahead. (Which is often the inverse of Sundays, in which I have to take caution to not fall behind and think 1 PM is 12 PM.) Pay's good, and needed desperately, since it doubles how much I make, and as I have said, I do love my job so it's not like I'm miserable. It's just...this portion of my job that...well, isn't so much lovable.
At least as a consolation prize, I get to listen to The End from an hour into my shift and onward! (Here's to hoping that's not a one-week thing and I can get it consistently.)
Butyeah, that's my day. College, nap (badly done; too much interference), aaaand, work. Fun.
Admittedly, it's the first day of swim lessons, thus chaotic, and was also my first day at college for this quarter. Additionally, I had trouble sleeping last night since I alternated between burning up and freezing. (Edit at home: turns out it wasn't just me; my mom did as well. Odd.) So I am quite tired on a hectic day for understandable reasons.
Butstill...each hour, I'm thinking/hoping that it's 1-2 hours later than it actually is. Every time it happens, I have to check the time to make sure, and I realize my mind has skipped ahead. (Which is often the inverse of Sundays, in which I have to take caution to not fall behind and think 1 PM is 12 PM.) Pay's good, and needed desperately, since it doubles how much I make, and as I have said, I do love my job so it's not like I'm miserable. It's just...this portion of my job that...well, isn't so much lovable.
At least as a consolation prize, I get to listen to The End from an hour into my shift and onward! (Here's to hoping that's not a one-week thing and I can get it consistently.)
Butyeah, that's my day. College, nap (badly done; too much interference), aaaand, work. Fun.
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