Guys, I am about to have three days off. In a row. That hasn’t happened since March. Even getting two days off in a row is pretty much unheard of these days. So I’m sure you can understand my excitement at the prospect of being away for work for more than fifteen hours between shifts!
The reason for this is because I am going home this weekend. Normally I work Wednesday through to Monday, and have Tuesdays off. This weekend however, I finish up at the end of the day and don’t return again until next Wednesday. My brother, the one that went off and joined the army, has recently received his posting, which means he will be going away until hell knows when. So this tonight he’s gathering a bunch of people, and we’re gonna see him off in the only way my family knows how; with enough food to feed an army, and drinks aplenty.
It’s a bit of a week for goodbyes, actually. See, today is my last day of work for the week, but it is also the last day of work in this shop. The one that I helped to set up, and have been running for the last two months, is about to be taken over by a franchisee. Which means I say goodbye to the people I have become friendly with here, and leaves me working back at the shop I started in when I first made the move to the city. I have to confess, I am less that thrilled about being sent back the the dungeon of a shop that smells funny, and lives – somewhat unnervingly – under a constantly rattling escalator. But I need to remind myself that a) it is (hopefully) only temporary and b) it is a new challenge to tackle.
Long story short, the shop in question is not doing as well as it could be. And there is a kind of (un)spoken expectation that I will be the one to help it get back up to its former glory. It is an expectation that comes from my direct bosses, and from the CEO of the company. Which kind of makes it my next goal. As I explained to my boss, I like a challenge. And rather than being depressed by the fact that I have to work in this shop, I am going to throw myself wholeheartedly into the task at hand. I’ll consider the shop like some kind of drug addicted younger brother that I have to convince to clean up its act. Can’t be too hard, right?
Anyway, that’s pretty much what’s going on with me lately. Goodbyes all ’round, and a big new challenge. But most importantly, THREE DAYS OFF!