I am sitting in front of a computer at the public library in Arab. I decided to hop online really quickly because I haven't had much of a chance to do that lately. This week has pretty much sucked because I have been awake past 1AM every night trying to prepare my delivery schedule. I decided yesterday to stop trying, defy Dahnell's demands, and just go to bed earlier (midnight). I did this with a plan in mind.
Today, I came to the Arab library after purchasing a $105 permit and putting down a $200 Deposit on sales tax that I won't get back until January.
The plan was to bring all my stuff needed to get these green cards out to my customers and finish my delivery chart. I have succeeded! It took me an extra two and a half hours working on the sidewalk in front of the library from 9:30AM to 10:00AM when they opened.
Now I am pretty much done with using the Internet here, so I thought I'd blog. I am really sick of this job and I am very happy that it will be over and done with in roughly two weeks. Looking at my delivery schedule makes me happy, because I could finish delivering on Thursday night. Realistically though, I will either help someone else out Friday, try selling all day Friday, or try to catch up with all the people who I missed the first four days.
Clerison bought a second car last week. He told me this Sunday after asking me if I was going home to Fort Myers after Check-out. I told him that I was probably going to Gainesville, because I have no way to get to Fort Myers. Ah ha! Clerison then lets me know that he bought a car, reminds me that his twin brother is going to FGCU and is living in Ft. Myers, and then asks me if I'd be willing to make a little "delivery." Of course! This would br good for both of us. He gets the car to his brother and would, presumably, not even have to pay for gas. I get a ride home at my timing.
Two days later I get a phone call from my parents. They tell me to call them back. I do, and I find out that they bought me a car. That's for another entry though.
So, now things are really looking up, and I am psyched, but it is hard to be happy when you feel like dirt because you have a total of roughly 28 hours of sleep so far in the week, including naps taken in the car, which is verboten thus making me feel like dirt all over again.
So, after discussing my feelings of fatigue, exhaustion and guilt, my parents helped out again. They instructed me to go ahead and take the naps, go ahead with the aforementioned library plan, and do things that I need to do to stay healthy, alert and feeling reasonably good. This is my own business after all, and these people really can't make me do anything. I just choose to do it because I want to do it all "right."
So, now I am taking some time to blog, I took some time to get this schedule done so I can go to bed at 10:30 or 11:00 tonight. That should help me feel more normal again on Saturday. Dahnell, feels like dump though, and he takes that out on all who come into contact with him. Additionally, because he feels so bad his sales have plummetted. He is sold on this program more than the managers though, so he beleives that there should be no correlation there and ignores his fatigue as best he can.
Posted by David at July 30, 2004 01:53 PM