Work Weirdness

I'm not a morning person. Not by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, mornings are rare around my place on the weekend. Unfortunately, my place of employment seems to embrace the concepts of morning and since they so generously pay me, I must subject myself to their whim.

I usually roll in around 9:30. I'm generally awake by noon. But today, well the receptionist was out sick so I had to report for duty at 8 friggin' 30 to await the arrival of the temp. For an hour and a half I was expected to be chirpy and pleasant on the phone. I can barely remember my name that early, let alone where I work and how to transfer a call. Trust me, there was more than occasion when I picked up the receiver and drew a complete blank on what to do next.

Thankfully the temp showed up at 10 and I could relinquish my post. Knowing that the FedEx dude had probably come and gone I decided to wander back to Shipping to see if any fibery goodness had arrived for me. Blurry eyed, clutching a cup of coffee I stumbled into the warehouse and ...

WIDE AWAKE NOW!