My productivity level and motivation at work is at an all-time low. Well, maybe not quite as bad as last year around this time when I was in fear of getting arrested from letting a kid make a copy of a dollar bill in my office. That was ROUGH. Police interrogations, not so fun.
Anyway. Sunday, did not sleep well aka AT ALL. Tossing and turning, thinking and blah, blah, blah.
Monday, I show up to work at 7:22 am, 38 minutes early. I cannot handle being there. AT ALL. I call my boss and leave a most ridiculous message. Something along the lines of: "Hey Rob, really tired. Blah blah. Got to work early, blah. May have breakdown. Blah. Cannot handle being here. Blah. Must go sleep. Blah. Aaaah, sorry."
My co-worker whom I have not seen in over a week (she was off preaching in Kentucky last week...what?!) came in. All of a sudden I think maybe I am overreacting and should stay. I'm back on with Rob's voice messaging system, when W (co-worker) makes some sort comment portraying her disgust in the Christmas music I'm playing. It's the only thing keeping me alive! I hang up on my boss' messaging system and peace the fudge out.
I obviously fall up the stairs leaving the train. I then park myself down on a random bench for 10 minutes. The reason, I am not sure. Then I go to bed for four hours.
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