The yard was officially placed back onto normal operations
yesterday morning. My day however was incredibly irritating. When I complained
about it to John, he reminded me that everything that I was complaining about,
has always gone on, but due to our long lockdown, I had become spoiled. I couldn’t
believe he said that, but after I sat down to give it some thought, I realized
that he was right. I had to acknowledge that.
From the moment the yard opened, everyone all of a sudden needed
me for something. “Can you help me with this?”, “Can you fix this, fix that?”, “Can
you talk to this person for me?”, “Do you have this?”, “What’s going on with
that?”… I mean, it was seriously nonstop. It went on and on! As I was working out outside at the dip bars, I was interrupted almost between every set. I don’t know it just seemed like I had to hold everyone’s hand and it really got to me. By the end of the day, I was mentally fried and tried to stay up to take some advantage of the peace and quiet, but my eyes would not stay open.
I have no idea as to when I will be going back to work. I spoke to
a lieutenant this morning and she informed me that my boss is covering someone
else’s position while they are on maternity leave. The fact that he did not
communicate that with me or John bothered me, but there is not much I can do
about it. It’s not as if we are a priority or anything. Guys in orange are
never a priority unless we do something bad. In any case, there is a
possibility that we will not work in weeks which will probably end up driving
me crazy. Again, I have no control.
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