March 4, 2006
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I Like to Move it, Move it ...
Okay, I went back to the fitness center. I went back on Wednesday and had a lovely session with the trainer on the basics of stretching. I went back on Friday (was it only yesterday?) and had an hour long session of resistance training with a bit of cardio at the end.
Yesterday I was thinking how cool it was that I'm working with such a cute, adorable little trainer guy. Today, I'm thinking he will make a lovely CORPSE. I didn't feel bad yesterday. In fact I felt pretty good. Energetic, loose, it was all good. This morning I woke up and I still felt good until I tried to move.
Yesterday I was thinking "how could he say that we hit every major muscle group? We didn't do that much?" Today, I KNOW that we hit every muscle group because they are ALL mad at me and they are hitting back.
Ouch.
Double ouch.
Things at work have been ... rocky.
They changed our schedule to almost impossible hours, but hey, I need a job right? Well, last night there was a meeting of the managers of my region and the upshot of that is that I as an Assistant Manager am no longer eligible for bonus. Let's bear in mind a couple things as I'm telling my story. Although I'm not expected to work collections, I have been. To the tune that between our efforts, my boss and I are working the branch that now leads the region in percentage of revenue above budget, percentage of collections, actual dollars collected, every statistic you can use to guage performance, our store is now in the lead.
But they decided that Assistant Managers don't work hard enough to deserve bonuses. Now to be fair to my boss, she has said that as hard as I work, I'll be getting bonus even if she has to write me a check out of her own pocket when they are handed out. I'm kind of tired of these kinds of situations. I think my only option is to retire from working. But there isn't much profit in that as far as I can tell.
I did have a good thing that happened today. My last customer called and said that she was going to be late, she had fallen asleep and would I wait for her. Well, of COURSE I'll wait, because I'm that kind of person. So she came in, talked to me for a few minutes and then asked me if I'm familiar with MS Office.
o_0
the end of that? She is in a position to hire an admin assistant for a position at the local utility company. She wants me to submit my resume.
Comments (12)
Cool beans.
I know what that's like, when your muscles start hitting back. I'm still in the stage where I'm amused by the whole "going to the gym" experience--I never belonged to a health club before--but I'm starting to have trouble persuading myself to go often enough.
I hope you get it.
Wow, that is so cool that the last customer offered you work. Maybe something better than what you have. I was so frustrated today as my treadmill would not work. I think the cord has a short or something. I have been so faithful in exercising the last week or so. I made a commitment to myself to take care of me. May have to join the gym again until I get the treadmill fixed, Judi
Funny how God works sometimes, isn't it?
It sounds really hard out there in the business world in this cut-throat time. I hope good things come to you -- other than sore muscles !
The VERY BEST JOBS I have ever held - ALWAYS found me.
Like my old Pappy would say, "That is a sign" or "Maybe not a sign." I hope it is a sign. Cheers. Oh, write some one in the company a letter and point out what you said here except put in the dollar amounts, or not.
Yup yup yup on the muscle pain. I lifted heavy last night, and even though I stretched I'm walking around like a great-great grandmother this morning. Ibuprofen is your friend.
Submit your damned resume FAST.
Sail on... sail on!!!
I found a video of me and you singing - don't know how this could have possibly found its way online!!!
forgot to leave the link -
http://www.stupidvideos.com/video/animals/In_The_Jungle/?c=&p=10
How lovely, to be recruited! Will you send your resume? That's so cool. Also- yay for you for taking care of those major muscle groups. Between Kirby Pucket and Dana Reeves dying in their early 40's, I'm thinking I'd better "move it, move it" more, too.
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