So pretty soon I am going to be working third shift hours. I had a meeting at work this evening detailing the ins and outs of what is going to be happening, and hopefully it should all be over by May. It all sounds very official, very intense and very high priority. It will be a lot of hours on the clock, which will make my bank account happy, but everyone seems convinced it's going to screw with my head. From where I stand, it's just going to be one long mission, which I am no stranger to. The last two years of middle school and all three years I spent at high school were a mission: evade enemy hostiles and survive till graduation. And I was successful, with a low casualty rate and high endurance merits. No one really knows exactly what I did to survive through those years, and I'm fine if it stays that way. The point is, if I need to condition myself to complete the task which has been assigned to me, I can do it. I need to give one hundred percent every hour I'm at work, the expected results were laid out so now I just have achieve them. I will also be ensuring that I do well and get my PT certificate, training for that begins shortly after third shift commences. These next several months are going to be intense, strenuous and possibly even brutal, but it's nothing I haven't done before.
"Get a pencil. Write this down. E M E T I B. Got that? Ok, now reverse it." -S. Bristow
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