Last night, I wrote a letter to the boss explaining in writing what I've verbally told him - that I simply cannot continue working so much. I asked that my schedule to be strictly limited to one weeknight shift and one weekend shift. If he's in a bind, three shifts might be okay. I am considering resigning if I get more schedules where I'm working four or five shifts like I have been recently. New people have been hired and are slowly being trained and it's time to throw them to the fire. Of course, we're so small that if one of them quits he's kind of screwed in how he can schedule. But I shouldn't be screwed as well.
I've been pretty unhappy lately in general and the reason is not hard to discern. It actually took a conversation with a friend - a guy who I can tell just about anything to, a guy whose intelligence I respect more than anyone's - I need to visit more often. Over beers in the East Village this weekend, he told me, "You're working yourself into the ground, Epiph." Those words continue to ring in my head. Sometimes I need things verbalized to me, I just do.
Of course, I also happened to look at my savings account today. That was a nice reminder of why I have a second job. I have a savings account. How cool is that. I really want to pay off my damn car, though, instead of keeping the account. Paying off the car would be such a load-off. That would certainly be reason enough to quit working so much.
With all that being said, I called the restaurant tonight, lightly exaggerated the time of my Wednesday dental appointment I was just reminded about this afternoon, and asked someone to work for me. She was glad to. In fact, it seemed she wanted to. My shifts now this week are just Tuesday, Saturday, and Sunday. Much more manageable.
Of course, grades are due on Friday morning, and there's a hell of a lot of drama having to do with that at school right now, so today was a twelve-hour day there, and the rest of the week will be as well. But at least I can just focus on that now.
In other news, I did something tonight unlike anything I've ever done before, something that even made me laugh a little for its sheer goofiness. And I got paid $100 for it.
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