“Just call me supasonic.
Too much for eyes to see.
A freaky workaholic.
Can you keep up with me?”
~Beverly Knight (Supasonic)
Hello. My name is Ihaveasong. (Hello Ihaveasong!) And I am a workaholic.
As of today, the company I work for is officially in ’spring rush’. Winters are long around here, but it’s time to start gearing up for all the tourists and summer residents. YAY!! This means it is now open season on racking up the overtime hours and pay. I don’t need sleep so much, but I’m psyched about the extra money coming my way. I will be staying late most evenings (1 hour tonight). Tomorrow I will be getting up at 5am to make it to work by 6 (sunrise? huh? Who cares!). I will be working Saturdays. And my paycheck will be huge! And I’ll be so exhausted that I won’t be out spending much of my check either.
My brother works for another company in the same industry. His employer had him down to working only 15 hours a week, but has recently demanded all employees to do 40. Winter is a tough time of year to be broke. I am thankful that at least my company keeps us going full-time year-round. Although, we do go through the annual rumors of layoffs right after the spring rush.
There are two sides to every coin though. Guaranteed burnout hits everyone in a month or two. We all get grumpy and hard to deal with around the time that the managers really start to panic.
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