Well this was the week when it was supposed to be normal. Finally I got the shift that we all crave and hope we get and usually don’t when we work directly for one of the projects that is in an international BPO. 9 am to 6pm or in this case 9:30 am to 6:30 pm which is almost the same. The much coveted, golden price, the Wimbledon of the shifts, the Stanley Cup of them all, the World Cup of the the work shifts!
I had such images of me singing “it’s a five o’clock world when the whistle blows” or Dolly’s “Workin’ 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'” (again I know it’s not a 9-5 8 hour job but still it’s close enough) and dancing all the way to doing things I love and maybe even watching a movie. I might still get to do that in the upcoming days but it wasn’t the way things unfolded yesterday.
This is because to two 30 minutes or less (as per the invites) calls that extended to 45 minutes each yesterday. So by the time I ended the calls and shut off the system it was 8:45 pm. Where did my evening go? I then had to quickly order some chilli chicken (Indo-Chinese cusine) and waited for the 25-30 minutes before it reached me and I went down to the lobby to collect it.
I did not manage to watch the movie but instead by 10:45 pm put on episode 1 of season 2 of the X-Files but fell asleep quite quickly. I dunno why but I keep falling asleep quickly during these shifts.