The past two days have opened up my eyes towards absolutely nothing. I just wanted to say a catchy, yet abnormal way of explaining the past two days. My work finally gave me the Monday to Friday schedule. Free weekends will be a part of my life again. It'll be like school, except I get paid. For the first eight or nine months with OD, I was the furniture lead. I was the guy they once called 'The Furniture Guy'. It was the reasoning behind it all. You can't simply be named just by the recollection on what your job title is...or is it? Anyway, as appreciative all my coworkers were, they saw me moving up into a better position. With the given nickname, I grew to make the furniture a part of me. I knew where all of it was. Someone would ask where something was, I immediately tell them which aisle, which top or mid-stock location, or even if we had it without looking it up in the system. As my assistant manager would say, "Joey has no life." Yes, I do. It's just I've become somewhat of a workaholic. I always need something to do. And when I do it, I finish and find something else to work on. The location of nearly three hundred fifty items just grew on me. But knowing the exact location, that's just absurd. So, they released me from that torture into the Sales/Technology technician specialist. In other words, I'm the lead on the 'tech' side. I have a crew of five individuals with unrelated traits. Will it be tough? Of course. Working from seven thirty to four, monday thru friday is a dream come true. Anyway, it is past my bedtime and someone's phone ran out of battery. So, I might as well hit the hay.
note: When you know deep down inside that you miss someone, tell them.