I’ve just enjoyed a long weekend courtesy of “Labour Day” here in Victoria. An extra day’s recreation is all well and good although it’s fair to say it’s appreciated less by me than by others – as a contractor public holidays just mean days for which I don’t get paid. My other problem with public holidays is not being at work on Monday throws me out of whack for the whole week.
Tuesday feels like Monday and so it continues through the week. I’m very easily confused so today I’ve already had several conversations along the lines of:
“Have you finished that stuff yet?”
“It isn’t due until Tuesday.”
“Today is Tuesday.”
And as for the stuff that was supposed to be done on Monday… well, as far as I’m concerned, that’s all disappeared into an alternative universe and it isn’t my problem any more. Mind you, I’ve had a little trouble convincing others of the validity of this theory. On the plus side, my boss has just given me a lollipop to calm me down (seriously) so I should be on top of things by the end of the day.
The thing is, my work days don’t change much from day to day. It’s my home life schedule that varies a lot. So essentially I have no fucking idea what I’m doing tonight. My girlfriend is usually far less troubled by these sorts of things so I shall send her a desperate message:
“Help. No idea what I’m supposed to be doing. Please give me some direction so I can give my hopelessly overtaxed and underperforming brain some rest.”
5 responses to “Public Holiday Blues”
When things go wrong as they’re bound to do, blame the black hole. I’m not talking about the vagina here, although now that it’s been mentioned, yeah, that one makes a good scapegoat, too.
You can blame the black hole for the loss of anything, ranging from your favorite pair of socks to your memory. =)
I may have mentioned at some point that you’re a wicked woman 🙂 So long as you know that’s a good thing.
It’s pretty sweet over here in Taiwan. My work week just got cut down from 70hrs to less than twenty with a small reduction in pay.
And we just moved to Taipei and we will be going to Hong Kong tomorrow.
You are complaining about having a short week? sigh…and now I have heard it all.
I know the feeling though seriously, although when those rare three-day weekends come by (or better yet four) I do get all hyped up about it still.
range: if I could work 20 hours a week at my current pay rate (meaning half as much money overall) I reckon i’d do it. But nobody offers part time IT work here.
Maliha: Salamaat. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find something different to be angry about each day? 😉