And it feels like it. I volunteered for nights yesterday. It's only for the week, and I thought the enthusiasm and motivation would reflect well in my upcoming performance review, but I knew the moment I volunteered, my boss would look for any reason to make it impossible for me to take nights so he'd have to do it. I am 99% sure he has no idea he's playing mind games with me. Does he actually want me to take charge and incentive, or does he just like to say "We need to do this," but really mean, "This is what I am going to do"? It's like he knows he's SUPPOSED to give me certain opportunities but is unable to actually let me have them because of how Type A he is.
Anyway, he found the reason yesterday afternoon, so I said, "Look, Jim, if you want to work nights, work nights. I am able to handle either shift." And he said, "Great, awesome, I'll take nights, and you cover days." Well, this morning, he comes in and says, "Do you want to come in for night shift tonight?"
Face. Palm.
The answer is, "Yes, I do," but at this point, I'm looking at 24+ hours with no sleep because I didn't make the schedule shifts I needed to in order to accommodate nights. Since, you know, I'm still on days. I could do it, but at this point, I'm just like, "....I'll stick with days, thanks."
If I learn nothing else from him, I am mastering a lesson in patience I thought I would never learn.
In other news, the well is fixed, honeyfunds are still rude, and my dad has set a retirement date. And, will wonders never cease, even my brother is planning to attend his retirement party.
"And when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won’t just be able to take one, they’ll have to take two, one of you and one of me..."
--Philip Pullman