Rusty Idea
So I thought my idea for this fall would be a good one. I was going to change my work schedule to Friday, Saturday, and Sunday and agree to write as many articles as they can toss at me on top of the obits and kitchen inspections, so that I would end up having decent hours. But I'm realizing that this may not be the best idea.You see, people don't realize what comes with obituaries. Phone calls come with obituaries. Sure, there are days when I have maybe only three or four calls, but a large percentage of my time is filled with talking to funeral homes, some that I know and some that I don't know about the obits. Then I get calls from family members who are either upset or filled with questions, and sometimes they continue to ask the same question over and over because they don't like my answer. All of this takes time. Writing the obits takes time. People don't realize this because yes, there are days when I sit around with hardly anything to do, but then there are days that I feel like I'm about to go crazy.
I just don't know if I can handle dealing with writing the obits, all of the phone calls that come with them, AND writing stories all in the same day. And oh yeah, I also have to answer Linda's phone when she's not around. Once again ... that takes up time. I really wish that there was a job out there that would be perfect and great, but I know, especially with the economy, that there is not ... at least not right now. Which leads me to another point ... this isn't what I want to do with my life. I realized that a long time ago, and I wish that I didn't have to stay here, but what are my other choices? I don't want to go back to retail and only get 5 hours a week.
Either way, I'm not looking forward to August. I have a feeling I'm going to be locked up at work every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Good-bye weekend life.
