Relaxing into the movie.
Not identifying with personal feelings. Watching it unfold.
Yesterday was the first line day of the transit. I’ve come to an awareness about first line days with my boss (5/1 MG)
For a preface I work at a little mom and pop sandwich shop in Spokane. The high nooner. It’s been in business for over 30 years. Great sandwiches, I’m not bias, I’m convinced she orders her meats laced with drugs cause she got me addicted to roast beef and I don’t like roast beef 🤭
Anyway, high pressure, quickness, expedition has to be perfect. Always perfect. Her expectations are out of this world and as a deeply frustrated generator she has responses a lot when things get hiccups.
And boy oh boy, do they ever hiccup on a first line day. Coupled with training a new sandwich maker, it’s a recipe for disaster.
Add in me, the 1/3 splenic projector who try as I might, have limitations. I’ve been there 3 years now, I know what I’m doing, but the speed is still something I’m forever struggling with. How do I explain to unaware people the faster I move the more fuck ups are gonna happen? Also, intuitively, when there’s a new person my method of training is to fuck up worse for everybody so I’m the brunt of the frustration by the end of the day.
It’s easier now. I have to pretend in the seriousness and let the mind backlash responses (my 28-38 is always ready for a good argument especially when I’m being inundated with questions I’d love to respond to but know better at this point) especially on 1st line days.
My bosses vehicle is terrified when shit goes awry. She always explains it as her blood pressure rises, she gets panicked, she doesn’t know why. So I understand 1st line days as a type of, oh she will be more of a monster today.
I break it down for my driver whose been introduced to human design through me and our old coworker, the one who got me onto my ride this past couple years. And finally when my boss went outside yesterday I turned to our driver and said “I wasn’t able to warn you, today is the monster day”
Enjoying the movie. I giggle in my mind while keeping a stone face response under pressure. It’s a blessing I went through boot camp at 11 years old, my poker face can be so dead serious while in my mind I’m laughing laughing laughing.
Enjoy the show. It’s Friday 🤣