I like my job. I really do. I am grateful to have it and be at full time status. I like the people and the atmosphere.
But, really...... sometimes I think, what in the heck am I doing? Should I really be doing this? Why am I at this moment in time literally running across the parking lot to get shampoos from the Hampton? I don't remember this being in my job description. The sad part is I am not even phased by the things I have to do anymore. It doesn't bother me because I am so used to being and doing off the wall things. It sure does make for an interesting shift though. Today didn't even make me angry. That was yesterday :)
This is coming out all wrong. I'm not complaining about my job... I'm just pondering it's weird quirks!
Also, side note. A good point by my pastor at my church this morning. When we do wrong are we feeling guilty because we know what we did was "bad" or do we feel guilty because we "failed" God?
Peace out, girl scouts!
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