Work Stuffage
Mar. 6th, 2002 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sierciaYesterday, I was cranky. I've shared this already. Then, I inherited a call of much suckitude from Ms. Arwen. Not through any fault of her own, but because that's the nature of working the closing shift.
I ended up at the office until almost 10:00. Since I was on first pager, and was going to end up helping the customer anyway, I stayed at the office where I had all my resources close at hand.
Getting stuck there should have pissed me off. It's after hours; since I work a 10 hour day these days, I ended up with a 13 hour shift. And we'd planned a lovely dinner, and I was tired from staying up too late. But for some reason, it didn't.
I finally felt like there was a reason I go in every day. I finally had something to do, something that challenged me, and made me try new things. In the end, it didn't work, but at least I tried. It helped that the customer was nice, and didn't get mad when I didn't know all the answers, and accepted it when I said nothing would work besides rolling back to a backup.
At the end of it I came home exhausted, but curiously happy. Of course, that was helped by Wiley preparing a nummy dinner, and having a chocolate martini waiting for me when I walked in the door.
I ended up at the office until almost 10:00. Since I was on first pager, and was going to end up helping the customer anyway, I stayed at the office where I had all my resources close at hand.
Getting stuck there should have pissed me off. It's after hours; since I work a 10 hour day these days, I ended up with a 13 hour shift. And we'd planned a lovely dinner, and I was tired from staying up too late. But for some reason, it didn't.
I finally felt like there was a reason I go in every day. I finally had something to do, something that challenged me, and made me try new things. In the end, it didn't work, but at least I tried. It helped that the customer was nice, and didn't get mad when I didn't know all the answers, and accepted it when I said nothing would work besides rolling back to a backup.
At the end of it I came home exhausted, but curiously happy. Of course, that was helped by Wiley preparing a nummy dinner, and having a chocolate martini waiting for me when I walked in the door.
