So I have my first real shift at my new job today. Woke up at 4 am for this 6 am shift. Tomorrow I've gotta be there at 7 at night. So it's one of those jobs. Given how inconsistent my sleeping schedule has been this year anyway, I don't figure I'm losing anything. At least now I can be paid to be a coffee-addled night owl.
But I'm not concerned with the difficulties that come with this job. All jobs are chalk full of those and the grass is always greener. I just want to write something to the effect of turning over a new leaf. I want this job to be a chance for me to gain back some agency and control in my life. I've really been feeling, to borrow a phrase from a pop song, like a plastic bag, flowing to the whim of the wind. And I'm tired of this. Now, I can stop complaining and turn all the angst into something productive. Take a sad song, and make it better (from another song).
Wish me luck!
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