Posted by Theswede on mars 4th, 2010 |
0 commentsHiya!
I hope I got readers from all over the world, so some of you might laugh. Like you overly bendy South Americans or Africans:
I CANNOT MOVE!
Seriously! I’m stiff like a stick! I just got back from this dance course I’m taking. It’s Ragga-style, you know what I mean? Like… A lot of shaking and bumping. Woah, it’s so, so hard! But I’m telling you, I will learn! I’m GONNA learn!
At least it’s a challange. And I need one, since I got my very un-stimulating job.
Posted by Theswede on mars 4th, 2010 |
0 commentsGood afternoon!
I hope you all are good?!
At work today, I finally got the answer. Finally! This old lady at work always claims that she actually thinks it’s fun to work. And then I must add that the work we do, can’t be FUN. Sure, you can stand it. But you don’t wake up 5am longing to get to work! But she does!
At breakfast today we all talked about what it would be like to wake up and look forward to work. Then she goes
”I do! I wake up at 5am and then I just wait to go to work.”
Still the answer hadn’t hit me. Not until a couple of hours later, while I was driving my forklift, it suddenly hit me like a ligtning: She’s crazy! (read mentally ill, it might sound a bit harsch, so take it with a pinch of salt, she’s a lovely person)
I talked about this with a friend the other day, that I must have gotten a bit mentally ill myself from working there. Somehow you have to figure out a way to stand it, right? Pretending it’s fun and inspiring, that’s what I do. But I fail most of the time.
And she’s been doing it for so long she actually believes it! Darn, she’s good!
