Saturday, February 03, 2007

Whacked But Happy

Friday has got to be the most stressful day of the week for me at work. Actually, it’s Friday night and Saturday morning. It’s my first day back from my days off, and the moment I sit in front of my workstation, I am practically useless to my team until the end of the shift.

First thing I do is sort through email that I received during my rest days. This can take a while since a lot of those dreaded email are To Dos or updates for immediate cascade. Apart from my daily tasks as a Team Lead, Friday night until Saturday morning is spent collecting weekly and month to date scores to be presented in our weekly shift meeting. The meeting is always at 5:00AM, Saturday.

My shift is from 10:30PM to 7:30AM. I logged out at around 10:15AM today. It’s not unusual for me to stick around after all my team members have gone off. After the long shift meeting, I have to be back at my workstation to complete all the deliverables I wasn’t able to work on because of the prep for the meeting, and the actual meeting.

I just have to mention that I was in the office since around 6:45PM last night. I’m no saint. I didn’t start working when I got to the office. Normally, I would be at home reading, typing, playing QuadraPop or WTA Tour on my Sony Ericsson mobile phone, just doing anything that will tire my eyes until I fall asleep. But last night was a special case. Denver emailed me late afternoon, pissed at the whole world. My wifely instincts urged me to get up and come to his rescue.

As promised, I was there before his lunch hour. I surprised him with his favorite chocolate mousse and got us both Jollibee Value Meals. It may not seem much but I know I was able to give him some comfort in one of the worst days in his career.

I wasn’t able to get a minute’s sleep, I reprimanded the Jollibee food attendant for giving me chicken breast, I had nothing to eat in my own lunch hour, my team must absolutely think I am worthless, I am exhausted and starving right now, but I say it was all worth it. In my husband’s dilemma, I found a good opportunity for us to connect. Stars for me! He always complains about me being mostly apathetic when he has issues.

I am so whacked, but I’m just so happy to cheer him up.

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