Today I spent the majority of my work day at home. That’s right HOME. Why you ask? Because I was sent home.
Not because I am sick, man what I wouldn’t give to have a communicable disease as my reason for going home. Nope I was sent home because of a lack of work.
I know there are probably people out there thinking it can’t be that bad to be sent home. To those people I say no it isn’t. The first time.
This is not the first time, this is actually probably the tenth time? I think I’ve lost track. At this point I am starting to feel very apathetic towards my job.
Sometimes my job drives me crazy, but when I am getting to do the things I enjoy about my job it is great. This whole being sent home thing just isn’t fun.
Before I started this latest job I never even took sick days. I’ve taken many now, but I don’t even really have a problem with sick days. They are a valid reason to stay home. To stay home just because there isn’t enough work is just very disheartening. It makes it even harder to get up every morning to go to work when there is a possibility that I’ll run out of things to do and have to come home.
It just feels lazy to not be at work. Which is too grown up of a thought to really contemplate. :S
Plus it is worse being home and not having used the day productively. Did I work on my novel? Nope. Did I clean the house? Nope. What I did do was finish watching season one of Mad Men. Very entertaining. Though I am looking forward to actually putting in a full day of work tomorrow. Fingers crossed!