Things have been very busy for me over the last 2 weeks and stressful to boot. I did mention that this is the worse time of the year for me. Example of my days that I work.
Two days ago after working from 4am to 12pm.
Phone rings at 2:40pm
Me: Hello?
Boss: Hey, Stephen. How are you?
Me: I’m doing ok, hows everything there?
Boss: Terrible. Hey look, can you come in now for a few hours?
Me: Why!?
Boss: Well remember that Halloween candy fill set? Well they shot the POGs after they did it. There’s like 20 POGs that need to be pulled and I’m the only one here to work it. I need help.
Me: I’m not sure I can make it. I have no ride so I’d have to walk.
Boss: How long would that take you?
Me: A little over an hour.
Boss: …Well… I will try to call some others in. Are you sure you can’t find a ride?
Me: I could take the bus but considering that I missed the one a few minutes ago, it would take two hours before I get their. I’d be better of walking.
Boss: I’m sure I’ll still be just pulling once if you walk and I could really use you. See you in an hour. -click-
Me: … well what the fuck!?
It didn’t go like that but still pretty much close. I walked there and he was already done pulling the POGs. It only took about 30 minutes to stock them on the sales floor but when I was doing that, I got cornered by the Store Team Lead. She asked me to stay and help the person there to pull the CALFs at 5pm. I reluctantly agreed just because of the fact that I didn’t walk an hour only to work under an hour. But clearly the distressful facial expression caught her attention later on.
STL: Stephen, why are you so grouchy today?
Me: I’m not grouchy.
STL: Yes you are, you’re getting an attitude with me. Are you mad at me?
Me: No, I’m not.
STL: Well then what’s wrong?
Me: Nothing.
STL: Come on, talk to me. Or would you rather wait till after you finish?
Me: I’d rather not. Really, I’m ok.
STL: Are you sure? You’re not your usual self as you are in the morning? Or are you just like this in the afternoon.
Me: Yeah, something like that.
She’s ALWAYS like that when something is wrong with me, and by now I’d like to think that she would know that I won’t open up period. It’s rather weird because even though she’s my boss, she acts as if she’s my girlfriend or something. That’s not to be taken into a literal sense, she’s like that with everyone that she knows have problems. I like the ideal that I work with people who care but jeez… I’m just glad she’s not calling me and trying to convince me to call this one hot line if I’m not comfortable talking to her like she did before.
In the end, I ended up walking home. Given my physical fatigue, it took me much longer than an hour to walk that 3-4 miles back.
Well after I got home, I went on to shave my body. Yes, I shave my entire body. Anyway, I took a normal, hot shower. As I moved around for a little bit, I felt compelled to go back into the shower. This time, I only had the cold water on. Let me tell you, it felt better than sex. Feeling the cold water roll down my body, it was like nothing else mattered. I spent a good half hour under the cold water. It was wonderful and quite liberating.
Sorry for my absence in the past two days. My body has been going through a some changes, as this is the worst time of the year for me. Last two days has been work & sleep. No time for anything else. Sounds like I’m a little lazy, but I suppose I have procrastinated a little. My Japanese lessons have come to a stall cause my laptops wants to be stupid and not use the correct Japanese encoding when I send off emails. I also had a girl issue with a certain some one. In any case, this just means I have to put a little extra effort in the things I do. Hopefully I won’t allow myself to fall again.
I’ve been trying to recall my past by recollecting my earliest memories. This is generally not my strong point since my memory seems to fail me, which I should thank my mother for that. Her memory isn’t exactly the strongest. I remember my first day of school, I cried. I don’t know why, from the feelings that I have to that memory it was either out of the two reasons; I wasn’t liked by my peers or it could have been the fact that if I wasn’t within two feet of my mother, I’d always cry.
In any case, I was removed from my first class during the first week and was put into another class. I remember my teacher being very nice to me, giving me a peppermint and even a special bag. I sat at the back of the class, which was probably the earliest point at which I became an introvert. Which is not to be confused with being a total anti-social.