Business at the shops over the last couple of weeks has risen quite a bit; which means busy nights for the staff, and in particular, the drivers. I haven't not had a busy night of deliveries in well over a week, which has been awesome! I enjoy busy nights, the shifts go fast, there is always something to do, and the best bit? I get to drive, with whatever music I want on, in air-conditioned comfort, in a company car fueled up with company money! Woohoo!
Now don't get me wrong here, my job isn't all fun and games. I don't go crusin' wherever I want, or for as long as I want. There are deadlines and specific places to go and I must get the orders correct, deal with traffic issues and be responsible for someone else's car and money. If people's deliveries are wrong or are cold or late; I'm the person they see. I'm the person who they see as the company for that particular night. I'm a representative of a company, I need to act, re-act and behave accordingly.
When I'm driving around, being busy but being 'chilled' at the same time; a lot of this circles on your mind; as well as the trivialities of the day. What did so-and-so mean when they said this? Why was that other person looking at me like that for? Was changing my hair colour really a good idea? Do I need to get more colouring to make it look better? Should I have cut my fringe the way I did? Have I eaten healthy enough today? How much exercise have I done today and is it enough? What if my car gets broken into again? Will I hear it's alarm if it does? Am I too fat? Am I too lazy? All of these things that seem so tiny and so [almost] unimportant add up during the day and after a busy night, you tend to go home wondering why you didn't do better. Why you didn't act on your better judgement. You might even begin asking yourself whether tomorrow is worth another shot after thinking all of this over, and also circling all of the trivialities and questions from days gone by.
How is it then that I get through busy nights, you may ask. Simple. On busy nights all of these thoughts are condensed and filtered. On a busy night all I tend to think about is the music, the driving, the orders, how long it is going to take to deliver each order, which route will be the best and how long is it going to take to clear all of the deliveries out of the shop, successfully. It is usually on these nights that I have the ability to attain the goal of a[n] [semi] early night with a [somewhat] good night sleep. Why? Because I have been so busy being worried mostly about my job that night that I haven't had time to think about the small things that, in the long run, really aren't all that important.
I have realised something in the last few days that I haven't realised in a while; keeping myself busy is the most sure-fire way of helping myself to get better. Less time to think about insignificant matters and questions that really don't need an answer yet means that I am less worried and less like to criticise myself to an extent where I get extremely upset about anything and everything. I love busy nights! It means I have a lot to do, I am distracted from criticising myself for too long, and it means I have a goal (or five) to work towards. Busy, busy, busy is fun, fun, FUN!!!
Now don't get me wrong here, my job isn't all fun and games. I don't go crusin' wherever I want, or for as long as I want. There are deadlines and specific places to go and I must get the orders correct, deal with traffic issues and be responsible for someone else's car and money. If people's deliveries are wrong or are cold or late; I'm the person they see. I'm the person who they see as the company for that particular night. I'm a representative of a company, I need to act, re-act and behave accordingly.
When I'm driving around, being busy but being 'chilled' at the same time; a lot of this circles on your mind; as well as the trivialities of the day. What did so-and-so mean when they said this? Why was that other person looking at me like that for? Was changing my hair colour really a good idea? Do I need to get more colouring to make it look better? Should I have cut my fringe the way I did? Have I eaten healthy enough today? How much exercise have I done today and is it enough? What if my car gets broken into again? Will I hear it's alarm if it does? Am I too fat? Am I too lazy? All of these things that seem so tiny and so [almost] unimportant add up during the day and after a busy night, you tend to go home wondering why you didn't do better. Why you didn't act on your better judgement. You might even begin asking yourself whether tomorrow is worth another shot after thinking all of this over, and also circling all of the trivialities and questions from days gone by.
How is it then that I get through busy nights, you may ask. Simple. On busy nights all of these thoughts are condensed and filtered. On a busy night all I tend to think about is the music, the driving, the orders, how long it is going to take to deliver each order, which route will be the best and how long is it going to take to clear all of the deliveries out of the shop, successfully. It is usually on these nights that I have the ability to attain the goal of a[n] [semi] early night with a [somewhat] good night sleep. Why? Because I have been so busy being worried mostly about my job that night that I haven't had time to think about the small things that, in the long run, really aren't all that important.
I have realised something in the last few days that I haven't realised in a while; keeping myself busy is the most sure-fire way of helping myself to get better. Less time to think about insignificant matters and questions that really don't need an answer yet means that I am less worried and less like to criticise myself to an extent where I get extremely upset about anything and everything. I love busy nights! It means I have a lot to do, I am distracted from criticising myself for too long, and it means I have a goal (or five) to work towards. Busy, busy, busy is fun, fun, FUN!!!
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