Friday: An Anti-Climactic Day
Fridays are strange for me. I remember when I used to work in cubicle land, before seminary, I would get off at 5 and enjoy a "normal" Friday; dinner, movie, hang out with Jen/friends, etc. Then, in April 2004, I accepted a management position at UPS. Don't get me wrong, it's been a great job, but the problem is that I work Friday nights. In the beginning, it was 10p.m.-3a.m., but now I basically work 5p.m.-9:30ish.
This has turned that time of euphoria people get on Friday afternoons into the "crap, I have to leave in an hour for work." On campus, the place clears out by Noon and you can feel the weekend energy. Occassionally, people say, "what do you have going on tonight" and I reply, "work, as always."
Fridays have just become a strange day that I don't look forward to as I once did.
At least I'll always have Sunday.
This has turned that time of euphoria people get on Friday afternoons into the "crap, I have to leave in an hour for work." On campus, the place clears out by Noon and you can feel the weekend energy. Occassionally, people say, "what do you have going on tonight" and I reply, "work, as always."
Fridays have just become a strange day that I don't look forward to as I once did.
At least I'll always have Sunday.
Labels: life
posted by Bobby's blog at 3:55 PM
5 Comments:
Woh...this is like my bizarro world counterpart to my blog post from past Friday...so weird!
Man I know that feeling. When I worked in the newsroom, my shift started at 4 p.m., and nothing was more heartbreaking than watching all of the reporters leave at 5 on Friday.
Chad,
That's worse than when we would occasionally have to work until 6 on Fridays in Classifieds.
The horror of seeing all those people leaving at 5, knowing that I had one more excruciating hour of people who would call and say, "can I still get an ad in for Saturday?" "No, the deadline was noon today." "Well, why can't I?"
"The deadline. I will be happy to place an ad that will begin Sunday."
"But my garage sale is tomorrow."
"There's really nothing I can do about that, unless you want to move your sale to next Saturday."
"But I paid $5 for the permit!"
ahhh...what a life
Remember the guy who would call at 5:59 and place 30 ads? Man I hated that job.
Yeah, I remember him.
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