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Of Carelessness and Absent Mindedness


Having a very good rest from the absence from work I had the night before, I woke up this morning at 1:30 am feeling refreshed. A heavy rainfall is in the background and I thought it was some kind of romantic. Hmmm... I never thought I would be thinking about that word again... romantic... such a strong word.

Lately, I have been inspired of seeing my crush at work everyday. Honestly, he is the only reason why I look forward of going to work everyday. I feel happy to fix myself early in the morning, hoping that he would finally notice me and ask me for a date... such a long shot. I do that everyday, trying to do my best to get noticed. Hahaha... KSP! And today was no different.

So I got up, brushed my teeth and took a bath. I looked for good clothes, well, something that would make me look good, put on some make-up, fixed my hair, put on some cologne, and I was ready 30-minutes before shift. This morning was one of the rare times I could get to work early.

As usual, I had to wake my sister and her husband up so that they could take me to my workplace. And because it was raining, we couldn't use the motorcycle, just like we always do. So my brother in-law volunteered to borrow his brother's car so it would be easier for us. Unfortunately, somebody left the key somewhere. So we went on a quite tedious job of looking for the key and it took about ten minutes but luckily we found it.

It was really nice to go to work riding a private car. Hehehe... la lang.. still hoping to get noticed by my crush. Anyway, I went up, swiped in and looked at the seat plan. I was surprised my name wasn't there. But I logged in anyway, I looked for a workstation and accessed my HRIS.

I always access my HRIS whenever I have time to make sure that there will be no discrepancies during payday. So I did and looked at my schedule. To my surprise, today's my dayoff! I couldn't believe it. Last Saturday, I checked my sked and my days off are Tuesday and Wednesday. So I looked at my sked again, this time at the Supervisors' station. And it was confirmed, it's really my dayoff today.

I was both annoyed and amused. I just laughed at how careless I was. So I went home and didn't even see my crush after all the effort that I made this morning. But I went home, with a lesson learned.. Always make sure that you're looking at the right schedule!



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