Two days left of work. The day so far has been so calm it's been ridiculous, but I am all the happier about it. For the few calls I actually get always the phone always gets a hateful glare before I pick up.
By now it is ten to two in Norway, and most people have started to get their gear together. We hardly get much calls after lunch. It has given me time to work with my cross stitches, I have almost finished the arm and shoulder, and now I am starting on the bosoms.
I also saw the coolest t-shirt today. I will be humming for the rest of the day.
By now it is ten to two in Norway, and most people have started to get their gear together. We hardly get much calls after lunch. It has given me time to work with my cross stitches, I have almost finished the arm and shoulder, and now I am starting on the bosoms.
I also saw the coolest t-shirt today. I will be humming for the rest of the day.
the_matt79:
I only have one day of work left, tonight actually, then a three day weekend because I am laying off Saturday to go to a rodeo with my folks in the closest city to us that there is, or maybe there is one closer, oh well whatever, just one more night of cold, cold weather to deal with until Sunday night, that's good stuff right there.
accuser:
Quitting jobs before has always made me less tolerant of the last few days, but in this particular case I'm having the opposite reaction. Having an end in sight (hypothetically, anyways - I won't know if I'm hired at this new place until sometime next week most likely) has made it easier for me to make it through the day at my current job. I think it's because I was becoming truly worried that I would stay there for the rest of my life. Now, with that lifted, most of the stress is gone. But if I never thought I would stay there, perhaps I would be more irritable at work than normal.