It's been a strange couple of days, where work seems to have engulfed my life. Even today, though I didn't go into the office or to JFK, I had the ominous sensation I would be called in any second. I worried about heading into Manhattan from Queens because of how long it would take me to get back to the office, I feared getting a call on the way out to dinner, and I was worried that immediately after ordering our meals, I would have to explain it would take longer than anticipated to get to work. At any rate, I was doing what my mother was so fond of warning me against when I was growing up, "Borrowing Trouble."
I try not to worry about things unless they are directly in front of me and I must be concerned with them. All too often, however, I find something to be anxious about. It's just the type of person I am. I thrive on action, and too often that action comes in the form of nerve-wracking, angst-ridden, deadline driven pressure. As many of you know, the airline for whom I work (JetBlue, represent :) is going through a difficult time right now. So, I was at work all Saturday afternoon/evening/night making myself available to our Director of Corporate Communications, updating the website weather alerts and the intranet messages.
| Person | Time
In | Time
Out |
| Matt (bossman: programming guru) | 11 AM | 7:30 PM |
| Vanessa (<-Me: plain awesome) | 1 PM | 10 PM |
| Thao (co-worker: kickass everything web chick) | 7:20 PM | 12:00 AM |
Yes, I wanted to share with you the crazy times we worked that people don't normally work, because the circumstances at the moment, sadly, are all but normal. And that isn't to say our hours are typically 9-5. Much of the time, we work well into the evening and are up in the middle of the night changing files/fares/etc. on the website. I really like all the people I work with and find most of them to be passionate about their jobs and the company for whom they work, which is a really good thing.
I guess the most unfortunate thing about the current situation, despite that awful way our customers feel which I wish I could single-handedly change, is pulling time away from Justin. I can just feel the heaviness of his disappointment. For instance, Saturday we were supposed to go to Central Park, see the snow, go to a movie, get massages (he found an affordable place near his work), but that all was put on hold when I had to go to work. We did manage to catch a midnight movie showing in Queens, however. And I slept the better part of the morning on Sunday, not getting out of bed until 1PM!
Today was nice, for the most part, if abbreviated. Justin and I headed into the city this afternoon and got to spend a little while chatting with Dao. It was awesome to spend quality time with him and get tips on fixing up my horribly dried, cracked feet. Yum... Then Justin and I had dinner at L'Express and came home. It was not until we were on the E train barreling towards Queens that we realized we'd forgotten one of the main reasons we went to the city in the first place: to see the fireworks and Chinese dragons down in Chinatown for the New Year! Dangit!!! I don't think either of us felt like turning back and making the long trek to Canal street, so we continued on our journey home, got some treats at Dunkin' and some foot replenishing products at Rite Aid and came on home.
Now that I've been rambling on about seemingly incongruent and most likely uninteresting subject matter, I'll get ready for bed. Tomorrow is, after all, another day. Of work. hah!
