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Today’s prompt: Brew.
Oh yes, things are brewing. Mostly at work.
Where I work, the owner took an entire month off to take her family on a European vacation. Then she took a week off to visit Canada. We held down the fort, did her books, paid the bills, filled the role of receptionist, and generally acted as managers.
Bear in mind that we’re independent contractors, not employees. We didn’t get a penny for all this work. We worked for free, as a courtesy to keep the place running. Here’s the thing. It didn’t even earn us a thank you.
I’ve turned the work issues over and over in my head today, like a tumbler knocking the edges off rocks to polish them to a shine. When I’ve approached the owner in the past, it’s resulted in her getting angry, then punishing me by “accidentally” scheduling my clients with someone else. Again, contractor, not employee. No clients = no income.
I’m the kind of person who shows up early, checks the answering machine and returns calls, sweeps, mops, makes sure we have small bills in the cash drawer, that there are adequate cleaning supplies, and so on. I work my butt off to ensure that the day goes smoothly – it’s in my best interest, if nothing else.
And… it dawned on me that this is where I’m going wrong. I’m spending more time managing the place than the owner is. It’s making me unhappy. It’s not getting me anywhere. Why the hell am I doing it? It’s my default setting. It’s how I’ve always approached work. The end result has always been that I wind up doing the work of three people for the wage of one person. You’d think I’d have changed my ways before now, when I’m staring 41 in its beady little eyes.
Welp. No time like the present.
Beginning with tomorrow, my time is my own until the spa opens at 10:00. No more showing up early to put things in order. I did tell my fellow contractors this was going down, so that they’re not caught by surprise. I love my nail tech cohorts. They rock my socks.
Who else runs on this default setting? Has it bit you in the ass? Did you find a way to solve it?
Yes, that’s right. TWENTY-FIVE FLOORS. My knees hate me. A lot. I guess I had some nervous energy to burn.
Steps today: 7031
Steps this week: 29,185
Steps this month: 29,185
TLDR: I’m trying to learn to do as little as possible, as well as possible.