I’m late again for work today. I arrived at 9:15… supposed to be at work by eight. As usual my boss again is fuming and asked me about those applicants. I have 4 open positions and those engineers are needed ASAP. I told her I’m still on the screening process, (which is my same excuse 2 weeks ago) .
I opened my email… its receiving 26 messages, an addition to that 198 unread messages I have yet to “screen and schedule for interview”.
I don’t really know what happened to me. How come I feel like I’m busy the whole day yet I havent really done anything. I’m not a procastinator. I think.
OK so maybe I need focus. This is how my day usually goes:
I go to work, sit on my desk, turn on my computer, check my email, check my friendster..no new friends, hmm.. how predictable, I check my work email and panic coz I havent started anything yet… oops ok its coffee break 10 am, time for a cup of java. I needed that to yet again start my day.
Get a text msg from my bf… “Hi Andy, I’l pick u up 4 lunch”
Alright! so I just have to wait a few more minutes better check my blog. Oh wait of course I have to create that new Job Descriptions for the Production Engineer. Ok so I do that..halfway through, the phone rings and my boss from Marketing asks for the Sales Presentation. I save my unfinished J.D. and proceeded on working on that powerpoint presentation they needed for the Singapore trip. That reminds me I have to make a call to my Singapore client and ask about the shipment. So I do that. Ok where are we… Oops its almost 12 noon… another txt from my bf “Andy c u in a bit :-)”
I save all my unfinished work and log off my y! messenger. Ouch my back hurts I need a massage. Maybe after lunch I’m going to that new spa and…ew look at my nails, its chipping off! I badly need a manicure. I go to CANS and have them done.
At around 4 pm I go back to work and finish whatever thats left. Ooh wait my bestfriend’s online. Gotta know the dish what’s up with her new boy… I’m glad that her previous relationship’s over- that guy’s toxic. So we chat and schedule a girls night out over the weekend.
When I get home, I’m totally worn-out and dread about going to work tomorrow.
massager Said:
on February 1, 2007 at 10:22 pm
Arrggghhh… sounds like the story of my life