Im at work, and it was a hard push to get me out of bed. I got myself a coffee and got to work 5mins early. Wake over shift were there and said that I was likely to surplus and would be sent home. A student ran in talked about a feeling and then tried to leave but must have seen the other staff member on the driveway who is supervising her today. The handover was short, which I like, but it was so short that I forgot to listen. The student sat on the ground and the other staff refused to sit down next to me.
I had to remind myself to not hate the student. I was a student once. It was more than 20 years ago. I looked at her, a quick glance, and saw her pant legs were different lengths (or her legs were) which meant I saw her boots and her socks with anchors on them. The anchor..... flashback: I truly believe there are two types of people in the world, the ladders and the anchors. Don't be an achor. What a prat this manager was. Manager of a facility similar to the one I am in today. Maybe that's why I am struggling.... bad memories of that place. The starting time, the lack of professionalism, the staff gossiping.
I'm going to go and save this so it doesn't disappear on me again.
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