So as most of you know, I'm kind of a slave to my job. I don't know why, it's not a "sexy" job and it's not what I'm going to school for. It's a very difficult job in that I have to deal with so many different personalities and I've had to learn how to balance my personality with theirs to make a successful working relationship.
I often come into the office on the weekends to catch up on administrative tasks that I wasn't able to get to during the week due to numerous phone calls from angry homeowners or the "drop by" visits from contractors that break my concentration. I'm not married and I don't have any children so this isn't a hardship my non existent family. My boyfriend lives 643.86 miles away (yes, I've mapquested it) so it's not like I'm missing out on quality time with him. It is however, creating a "monster" out of my "clients."
Recently, I've received two, what I find to be, very disturbing emails. One of them read "You can pick them up on Sunday afternoon." This was in reference to two letters that needed signature from a client. The other read "Were you planning to drop them off during the week or on the weekend. " This was in reference to some reference materials for a client.
Have I created total monsters by replying to emails at 11 Pm and 5:30 AM, or answering my emails on Sunday afternoons? Have I given the impression that because I am single and do not have a family, that I am willing and pleased to work on the weekends...that I should come to your house and drop something off on a Sunday afternoon?
I envy my co-worker who leaves the office at 5 PM every day and doesn't come in on the weekends. She gets all of her work done. Why am I such a fanatic about this job? Why am I so obsessed? Why don't I put so much effort into my schooling or my personal relationships as I do for this job, which has clearly given me nothing more than the presumption that I am pleased to be at your service, 24/7.