I didn’t think I was going to make it to the end of the week this time.
I’m beat. Run down. It got tough to answer the bell this morning. I feel almost punch-drunk. And I don’t have a physically demanding job. I can’t imagine what I’d be like if I did.
The ATRs roll happily on. Yesterday was a good day, a relatively quiet day. I had the ATRs cleared out before 5PM yesterday. I left with only a handful of emails in the inbox, and none of them were requests for anything that I could decipher.
This morning there’s another spate of them. I suppose people are getting ready for the weekend.
When I was young, I met a guy at a place I worked who told me his philosophy was to work on Friday as though he weren’t coming in on Monday. He grew up on a farm and had a way better work ethic than most of us California slackers in that company’s employ, but it taught me something valuable I’ve held onto ever since. I try not to leave anything dangling with the attitude of “Eh, I’ll take care of it Monday.”
I suppose a lot of people in manufacturing think this way too. Even though I’ve been in this industry for a while now, I still think it’s a bit foreign to me. I understand better now the supplier-customer relationship in these matters, but I don’t think I understand the mentality of the industry at the manufacturing level.
Maybe it’s because I came from a corporate background, removed from manufacturing. Then I went into contracting (read: “became a temp against my will/involuntarily”), far from any manufacturing processes for any of those companies again. Always in the IT field, which doesn’t really touch on manufacturing from where I sat in the corporate offices. The closest I came was supporting a logistics center, which was a big warehouse full of things shipping in and out. Nothing more.
Anyway, all that blather to say, maybe in manufacturing Fridays are more frenetic so things are cleaned up as much as possible for the weekend shifts (almost all of our customers run at least one weekend shift, as does the division we share this building with). So they’re getting their ATR requests out like rabbits breed. I dunno.
I have today and Monday to cover the ATRs, then our regular program of being interrupted every few minutes with questions starts again. I don’t mean that to be as cruel as it might look, but it’s very, very difficult to write a software program when you get two lines of code in and get interrupted. Ten more lines, another interruption. Four line, interruption. Silent scream, count to ten, try to sound patient and encouraging. Lather, rinse, repeat.
This can’t go on too much longer. I have too much to do in the next several weeks and some of those deadlines can’t be shifted or adjusted. Other business groups, outside of our own major company division, are involved. I have to get those things done.
I wanted desperately to stop for bacon and eggs this morning on my way to work. It wouldn’t be good bacon and eggs – Mickey Don-Don’s is about all I can hit and still get here on time – but it would be bacon. Because bacon. And it would be warm. When I left the car told me it was -6F. It warmed all the way to 0F by the time I got here. But my creeping waistline says I need to figure out where caloric slip is happening, and my finances say to take it easy on eating out. With my LCHF way of eating, even a McD’s breakfast is doggone near ten bucks.
So I drove on past, got here, parked, and took a deep breath. It’s Friday, and that’s all I can ask. It’s what I’ve got. It’s better than Monday by a far cry.
How ’bout you? Looking forward to a weekend this week? Any plans?