And just when I thought that the era of overtime had ended....

... and the era of vacation had started, the father of one of one of my colleagues gets really sick and I have to take her place. This means overtime at Site 1 and being on call at site 2.

I am not sure if to cry or laugh. I was so proud this morning that I had managed the back office work at Site two as good as I used to do.... working at Site 2 is giving me a lot of confidence. I can do my job. While at Site 1 they have a bit of a dismissive attitude, even if when I am at the till I make more ticket than anybody else.

What I know is that now I am gonna eat some nice mushroom risotto and then sleep all afternoon.