Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

love my job

Without a doubt this was a week filled with mixed results for me. On the one hand having an extended weekend at the start of it was nice. That extra day gave me time to relax, but at the same time I could have gotten so much more done in those three days than I did. Then having a marathon of a meeting toward the end of the week shortened it even more, but it also threw off my sleep schedule for close to two days. So I'm not sure whether or not it was that great of a week for me. Sigh. Here I go again trying to qualify what I did and didn't do during the week when I should just let these things go. The past is the past and there is nothing that I can do to change what happened.

From what I can tell the manager at night still believes that I don't put forth enough effort on a Saturday night. Well, as I have said before I don't ask how high when someone says jump, I usually say why or do it yourself. Now I don't see this as a poor work attitude. I do the same quality of work as I do for the rest the of the week, the only difference is that there is very little of it to do on a Saturday night. Besides it isn't as though I am sleeping while I am there. Actually I was teaching myself UNIX, which I think is far more productive than working on some mindless project.

Now that I've gone back and read what I wrote it sounds a little harsh. It bothers me so much that I feel the need to expand upon it slightly. I do like my job, but what I do not like is someone hovering over me while I do it. Nor do I need someone to motivate me all of the time through looks or offhand comments.

 
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