Consider this rant more than anything because as I sit in front of the computer screen as the beautiful sun shines through the windows. I think back to yesterday to when it all happened and still can’t believe I agreed (let alone came in) on a Saturday to work. Something about working on the weekend that sucks everything out of your weekend.
It was a great Friday and was looking forward to enjoying some rather warm weather that night and following day (today). I was in the best mood – just finished a huge project yesterday and was looking to kick back and relax. Then my manager rolls around to my desk around 3:30 with an unhealthy smile, a devilish grin more. He then decides to go into detail about a “new” project that needed special attention that just “rolled out”. I could feel my high spirits quickly diminishing as he kept talking about the specifics of the project.
It was then at that moment I knew what was going to happen. “So, can I count on you coming in tomorrow to get a jump on this?”
Some responses I thought of in a split second:
- Uh, no – I have a life outside of this hell hole
- Better find someone else before I smack that grin off your face
- So, let me get this straight you want me to come in tomorrow while you sleep-in? HA!
- Do you want my honest answer or do you want me to tell you what you want to hear?
- How about I come in on Monday and forget we even had this conversation?
- I should expect you in tomorrow too, right? No? Then what makes you think I’ll be here?
Now, did any one of those come out of my mouth as he stood there leaning on my cubicle with his evilish grin and nodding excitidetly like a dog. What do you think as I sit here for the past few hours starring into the glowing abyss of my computer screen?
I hope you have a great weekend as I spend the new few hours looking over spreadsheets and checking numbers and praying this week doesn’t get any worse.