A couple of weeks ago, one of my favorite co-workers was all “Hey, do you think you can cover me while I’m on vacation for three da ys?” Covering him means swapping my 9:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. shift for a 7:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. shift.
At my last job at A-Hole Inc, I was never on time. Ever. For almost five years. I got in trouble for it on a regular basis, but oddly enough, I didn’t care.
With my new job? I’m up before 6:00, giving myself only around half an hour to get to the bus stop. My eyes are burning right now and the dogs are very confused at why we milling about when it’s still dark outside. The General’s work day doesn’t start until 8:30, which means I set a second alarm last night, because who in their right mind would want to be up at 5:45 a.m. if they didn’t have to?
This co-worker I’m covering lives only BLOCKS from work and even goes home over his lunchbreak. PROBABLY TO NAP. I cannot imagine doing this on a regular basis!