I would probably say that the last 2 weeks have been a little harder than normal. I’ve been a bit more stressed at work (nothing like before) but I’ve been proud to say I have managed it and I have got immediate-future plans to control certain situation. It’s something I don’t think I have been able to do before because of either not knowing how, being frightened of the outcome or simply unwilling to take the risk, but f*ck it, what’s the worst that can happen?
Take my money and send me the Doctor Pepper!
I’ve been in charge at work this week as my line manager is away, again, drinking gin somewhere… she sounds like she has an easy life! I’m sure I’ll get a wrap round the knuckles for this! **no, really! she beats me! This is a cry for help!**
Jokes aside, we were expecting a visit from the regional and divisional managers so I made a sincere and conscious effort (more than normal, as you do) prior to their arrival.
Throughout my life, I’ve always been told by a few people, one who happens to look like Patrick Stewart, who I call Dad, that hard work pays off. It’s something you don’t really think about when said but every so often this phrase presents itself to you in life and says “Haha, here’s the hard work paying off, I told you so, never doubt me again!”
We all know that hard work pays off but we never really believe it until it inevitably happens, maybe throw in a little karma for not believing the ones we should.
So, after all the procrastination and contemplating how to word this ‘hard work’, there is nothing really complicated about it!
We worked incredibly hard as a team to get the store ship-shape – The usual of coming to work early to sort paperwork, staying late to clean and really putting in the extra effort – Some might have thought we were expecting ‘Big Lizzie’ the way we were cleaning! *Big Lizzie being the Queen – Sorry for addressing you like a porn star, your majesty.
Slightly more nervous than… well, for once, I’m stuck for what to say *shocker*, but let’s go for slightly more nervous than me receiving a crate of Jack Daniels, the big guns arrived and we completed our shop floor walk and chat about figures etc. I won’t bore you with the details (although guys, if you are reading this, I thoroughly enjoyed your visit!) but it went very well.
A very long story short, as always, it went incredibly well. It wasn’t perfect, but nothing ever is, and I can’t believe I am saying that because I am a perfectionist!
But hey-ho, it genuinely went really well. The praise I got during and after the visit was extremely appreciated. I thrive off this sort of thing and there was a mention of a hefty pay rise, I’m sure, gents…? I’m sure we covered this didn’t we?!
I’ve really got stuck into work more recently – I think the logic behind it lies within fighting the depression. If I keep busy then I won’t have a chance to slip into that awful state again – The same with most things. I concentrate more on work though because naturally it’s a big part of my life – Just like the rest of us – Minus the scum who sit on their ass and sponge off the government – Or shall I say our salaries! – So it’s good to keep busy and have a new challenge and work on a project.