I think it’s time for Cortisone shots.
I’m at break kind of early compared to when I clocked in, which was only two hours ago, but I don’t think I’m going to be here long tonight. Maybe I’m wrong, but Honda’s not running, and Mazda has moved away permanently to another plant. Mexico, I think.
I had my foot on a chair cus neither Pete nor Fred are (is?) here to see me. But it didn’t make it feel any better, so I stopped. Now it probably just looks like someone was sitting here with me and left me all by my lonesome.
Boo-hoo-hoo. Poor Leah. Nah. I’m fine.
I’ve had lovely interactions with my people this week. 46. I must have at least 46 per week or I cry deeply.
No I don’t. Ohmygod I’m kidding!
But, honestly, part of the reason I prefer hybrid or on site work to 100% remote is because I do need some social interaction. I like people.
And, as long as we are being honest, my closest friends…I haven’t talked to them in a long time. And they haven’t talked to me. Maybe it’s because I’ve been off of Facebook forever. Maybe not.
Chloe, it’s been…year and a half? Alice-Marie is my fault. Lori? Years. Melissa? We’re not even friends anymore, I don’t think. Sarah, you’re here so we’re connected that way, but you only kind of know about me; I don’t know how you’re doing—again, my fault.
I am bad at staying in touch.
I guess I wish I was a better friend.
Aw, man. I’ve kind of bummed myself out. I hope I haven’t done the same to you. Cus I have to go now. Talk later. 🤗