Thanks to a flurry of texts I received from coworkers yesterday, regarding issues at work, I woke up at 1:00am thinking about how to address the issues, and couldn’t get back to sleep.
To be fair, they actually made it 12 days without bothering me, but they just couldn’t give me my final day of respite before the onslaught of things that await me to address when I return.
For the record, I am one of 3 people with the same job, title, and salary, and I have 4 people above me, but somehow I have become the problem solver in my office and nothing was handled in my absence – by anybody.
My first day back to work (today) should be fun with so little sleep and so much waiting for me to address upon my return. Not a pleasant welcome back, that’s for sure.
8 years, 6 months, 2 days until retirement.
It can’t come soon enough.