Sucketh the first: Because I did slightly more than zero productive things on Monday, I wasn't 100% recovered from Mothers Day Weekend Hell (a hell which was slightly longer than usual for me, an account of a coworker being out due to jury duty).
Sucketh the second: I've been trying to work on my posture, but apparently "Standing or sitting as if I'm balancing something on my head" is
not the way to do it, and instead, for me, results in pain! Some of it
from breathing! It was like Level 3 pain, just barely more than I could completely ignore, and I thought for sure that I could just power through and keep going and make it to the end of the day and then I'd have today off and could rest. (I'd already taken a Naproxen in the morning and was several hours out from a second dose, though in retrospect I maybe should have reconsidered that.) And that might have even worked! Except...
Sucketh the third: Somehow, my boss didn't realize that me not being in a position to learn any new recipes over the past eighteen-plus months meant that
I hadn't learned any new recipes over the past eighteen-plus months. So when she was busy in the office and assigned the task of a recipe that was introduced last year, my coworker (who was back from jury duty early) was the only one in the bakery who had ever made it before, and that was
once and not recently besides. We shuffled responsibilities, and my coworker graciously took responsibility for said recipe, and I thought everything was okay, except...
Well, I'd gotten a different recipe taken care of (baking crème brulee, much more straightforward than caramelized pineapple) while my other two coworkers went downstairs to shuffle some inventory. They showed up while I was taking care of some dishes, shortly before my boss walked in and told me—fairly gently!—that when she asked me to get the caramelized pineapple made, she'd thought I would naturally think to prioritize it over dishes, since the caramelized pineapple would need to cool.
I went into, "Explaining everything would take too long and probably wouldn't make a difference WRT the advice I'm being given" mode, and deferred with an "Okay." Except then Jury Duty Coworker explained that
she was going to do it, because I had never made the recipe before, and
( things went downhill from there )So yeah. Not a fun day. I had honestly hoped that a good night's sleep would make everything seem better in the morning, and usually that does the trick for me after a minor emotional breakdown like this! But it doesn't seem to have worked this time, so IDK. I guess I'll just have to see how work goes tomorrow.
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