[Quick Work Rant] Before I head out... I knew that going into this job, I'd be working weekends. I try to alternate every weekend because I have one of those Filipino Families that wants to see my face every once in a while. So I figure if I'm working on a weekday, I'm cool on a weekend drive (unless it's a really big one). As long as each week I'm doin' what I'm supposed to be doin'. The higher ups are going on a trip with the big wigs, and I'm the soul (yes I meant that soul hehe...) survivor left to hold down the fort. I'm holdin' it down. I can do what needs to be done, but 7 days straight of work is a little much (especially if you count the driving, and well... just the whole physical stuff of my job, being there and always being on) By the third day I'm usually K.Oed but my supervisor made the comment of "well you're off this weekend" when I had mentioned to her "I'm so taking next weekend off," after this whole seven week extravaganza. As if "You're getting your rest don't complain." A Wednesday off is not a Saturday or Sunday off... and well now it all makes sense to me why people leave and hate this job so much. Although I don't mind being busy, and it should be all good... I do mind being pushed when I know better. Personal health both physically and mentally is a must in this situation and these next couple of weeks. I don't want to be pushed over the edge. Although yes, that's what the job entails... it doesn't entail that every freakin weekend. I know better. Bump that man! Grrrrr... *sigh* I have a headache. I think I'm getting sick again. Let's hope not.