The shift work makes me feel like a 45 year-old trying to get up from bed after a bad rheumatism period.
I find myself lying in on my off days trying to replenish the lack of quality sleep on my working days, and store energy for the busy days of the week while i'm on duty.
Everyone around me says I looked tired, even though I prolly woke up from a 13-hr rest the night before. my complexion has been at an all-time low, and I really don't like how that makes me feel. Like greasy face after a night shift going home only to face the thousands of other fresh-faced commuters going to work in the train every morning. And it doesnt help if I was attending to an accident case the night before wearing WHITE and having oil stains on contact points. ARGH.
And all I look forward to each day is the rates that tally with my effort (or not) every cycle, and the moolah that appears in my bank account at month's end. AND I pray every single day that I do not need to answer to yet another email for performance, exceptions, or anything else for that matter.
What can i say? Just live and let live.
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