the cobwebs of the day grew thicker even coffee proved useless after three ten-hour shifts mucking around in and on the bodies of those ravaged by detrimental accidents necessitating ER visits an assembly line of in-home, highway, work, and all other accident producing places a mild laceration from slicing oranges to a hand versus garbage disposal situation or fists breaking windows following jaws broken by fists to anaphylactic shock from eating peanuts using a scale of 1 – 10 i witnessed and fixed hundreds of every number i was exhausted it was time to go home
my decision to stay for the third shift may not have been my best as i watched cones laid around my mangled car the overturned truck and its driver unconscious but thankfully breathing, unlike me my dead and bloodied body on the pavement still the red life liquid from my corpse almost reaching the closest cone
Mike Martin had a reputation for being a hard boss. Not just your run-of-the-mill difficult but the exceptionally prickish kind. The people who worked for him took a lot of abuse – along with condescension, irrational demands, and a gross amount of unwillingness to compromise.
Quitting him meant you wore a badge of honor and ended up in the “I survived Mike Martin” Club! No more taking his shit, and your life would return to sanity once more.
Hurray! He just lost another employee. Poor unable-to-take-no-for-an answer Mike, pretty soon he’ll be an empire of one fending for himself.
wild new position
i am pulling out my hair
boss sad but thankful
**Side note – I just started a remote administrative support position. That’s what prompted this piece. Two days in and it really has been exciting, but feeling a bit overwhelmed! So much to learn, so many tasks to perform. I know this feeling of not having it all under control shall pass soon, it’s only part-time and nothing I do will be the end of the world if I get something wrong initially. Keep putting one foot in front of the other…