Friday |
life at work |
I'm at work right now, supposed to be working, but have nothing to work on... this is not an unusual situation i find myself in every wednesday and friday afternoon. I sit patiently at my desk in the sports medicine clinic, struggling to find things to do. Just 3 hours ago, my manager, Michael was here, so i felt pressured to work. I folded stacks of manilla folders, put away files, answer the infrequent phone calls, and did everything in extreme slow motion- except for talking to patients, of course. Thank goodness he just walked out the door.
Now i'm bored once again...
Sometimes i wonder if i would have more fun if i was still at maccas, running around like crazy, yelling at people, and getting yelled at in return, and sneaking a few fries and nuggets when the manager's not keeping watch. I missed those days, though i don't think i'd wanna go back. Now i find myself on the other end of the spectrum where boredom prevails.
What am i gonna do?!?! |
posted by sciurine @ 5:46 PM |
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