A Chocolate Kind of Day
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It's a chocolate kind of day.
I went to work, even though I felt physically ill. I'd already been to the restroom 4 times and I was hoping that was it. I had to work, because of the 3 of us in charge, one of us was already gone. I couldn't bail.
I moved myself from space to space, working on one thing, then another, trying to give them equal time. I just can't be in 3 places at once. In order to expedite the process, I allowed one space to run idle. I felt guilty, but I had to pick my battles. I took the least physically taxing path.
Found out I made a mistake yesterday. I felt guilty. But then my coworker said I shouldn't, because the accuser could have avoided the situation with a simple pre-emptive tactic. It's not too late. I asked them to take that step.
Three breakdowns, several corrective actions, and a conference later and I was depleted. How do people do this every day?
The Hersey Bar was waiting for a day like this. I tore open the wrapper.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
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