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I guess I'm loyal to a fault sometimes.
Right now I'm still sick with a cold. My ankle swelled up to twice its normal size and I went to bed sedated on cold pills and aleve. I kept waking up and every time I saw my digital clock I thought I was checking someone out.
I'm pretty sick and tired and I'm tired of being sick and tired.
I'm already rethinking retail. It's getting obvious that I'm good at it YET there aren't a lot of rewards for putting so much of your body and your mind into it. If it were my only job, yah, I'd be happy with it, but it's not. I'm doing 33 hours at one and 40 at the other so they have to balance in a way where I'm not hurting myself by doing both. While I enjoy getting out... things are getting on my nerves lately and they are things that are going to stick with me.
I think it's also the never ending chain of things. Retail never stops. Retail is never different. What you do one day is the same as the next. It's not the easy pace of "Clerks" (though I do feel as looserish as those guys were), it's not even FUN like "Clerks" (I would kill for our own Jay & Silent Bob), and everything is building up to the point where I'm already looking for another job to replace it.
Yah, I'm a big fat loser. 3 weeks in retail and I'm giving up. But you know what? I'm also someone who just can't see myself there. Some of the people at work have been there 10 years. There's no challenge to their lives. They see having the job as a social status thing, not as a competitive thing. But it's not somewhere I can picture myself being in the future. There's just not enough mental challenge and the physical challenge isn't worth the money.
Oh well.
I'm up and I'm hurting and I'm depressed.
Welcome to miseryland.
k9
Right now I'm still sick with a cold. My ankle swelled up to twice its normal size and I went to bed sedated on cold pills and aleve. I kept waking up and every time I saw my digital clock I thought I was checking someone out.
I'm pretty sick and tired and I'm tired of being sick and tired.
I'm already rethinking retail. It's getting obvious that I'm good at it YET there aren't a lot of rewards for putting so much of your body and your mind into it. If it were my only job, yah, I'd be happy with it, but it's not. I'm doing 33 hours at one and 40 at the other so they have to balance in a way where I'm not hurting myself by doing both. While I enjoy getting out... things are getting on my nerves lately and they are things that are going to stick with me.
I think it's also the never ending chain of things. Retail never stops. Retail is never different. What you do one day is the same as the next. It's not the easy pace of "Clerks" (though I do feel as looserish as those guys were), it's not even FUN like "Clerks" (I would kill for our own Jay & Silent Bob), and everything is building up to the point where I'm already looking for another job to replace it.
Yah, I'm a big fat loser. 3 weeks in retail and I'm giving up. But you know what? I'm also someone who just can't see myself there. Some of the people at work have been there 10 years. There's no challenge to their lives. They see having the job as a social status thing, not as a competitive thing. But it's not somewhere I can picture myself being in the future. There's just not enough mental challenge and the physical challenge isn't worth the money.
Oh well.
I'm up and I'm hurting and I'm depressed.
Welcome to miseryland.
k9
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