Overworked
Doing a 15 hour shift after just two hours sleep is not fun in the slighest, but that’s exactly what I did on Monday as the back shift supervisor called in sick. I was supposed to finish at 4pm but got talked into staying til 10pm - my boss was there til 10pm also and the amount of work we got done in that 15 hour period was amazing. Seriously, the shop looks amazing and sparkly clean. We rock.
The downside to working so hard? Pretty much yesterday there was nothing to do. At all. We’d done all the orders that were required to be done and worked all the backstock so all we had to do was put out daily deliveries which take about 10 minutes top and daily paperwork - about an hour or so? And the rest was just milling about doing this-and-that. It was amazingly boring all day.
Today was good though - more tidying up and merchandising which I love doing with a passion, it’s the area of retail that I want to get into so I do most of it in our shop. I get really OCD-ish about it, fixing products on the shelf until they are millimetre perfect and all the labels line up…yes, I’m sad!
I’m working all day tomorrow again..and Friday…and Saturday. Half day Sunday and Monday. That means I’ll have done 57 hours in one week - result! Shame I only get paid for 39 and get the rest back in time-owed, which will come in handy on the 12th August.
Why the 12th of August? I’ve booked my theory test for my driving licence. I’m ever so slighty nervous as I keep forgetting really silly and important things - like stopping distances and the like. Eeek. Think I’ll have to read the highway code about 10 times between now and then. And remember not to forget the paper part of my licence, eh Rhys?
