This job has placed me into my element. For the first time in a LONG time I feel needed, I feel… worth it. Sure I get paid shit for money… but when I look at it, the most enjoyment I ever had was when I wasn't getting paid ANYTHING and still put into high stress environments.
I thrive entirely too well on being busy. And I don't mean as in "call after call we're busy" but more the fact that I have 12 tasks at hand and I need to accomplish them all by a certain time. There are deadlines to meet, printing to be done, and all while maintaining an awkward composure that I do.
I had jury duty today, and have to come back on the 27th of November if they decide to keep me based on how I answered the questions I answered today. But following jury duty I had to weave through traffic to get to work.
3 people are out sick and in an office of 5, that leaves one leg standing on its own and that leg certainly can't do everything. So, forgive me if I felt important, a bit of an ego puff coming in.
I love days where I have to answer calls, maintain the mail box and shipping document orders. It makes me go… Damn, I am awesome. When I complete everything and still have time to write up some silly little blog about how multiple tasks make me grin.
All I'm really missing is the IV injection of coffee… the water seems to be working at the moment.
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