Have I bitten off more than I can possibly chew? Maybe I was a bit naïve, but I didn’t realise just how many rules and regulations and safety considerations there are when you’re the manager of a filling station attached to a supermarket.
I feel as if the truth has slapped me round the face like a Victorian lady who has had her ankles stared at.
I guess training for a new job can be a bit overwhelming like this. Hopefully things will settle down as the days goes by and then the stuff I had thrown at me today will all start to make sense. At the moment, I just feel like a bathtub that is full to overflowing with water, and yet someone is still trying to pour more water in the top and hoping none of it spills all over the floor.
I think I need a drink, and some food, and a cuddle from my beloved. And maybe a Laurel and Hardy DVD to take my mind off things and cheer me up.
The bathtub, by the way, represents my mind, with the water representing the information that is being poured into it. Just in case that wasn’t clear….
RC 7-10-14
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