I had the never-ending work scenario last spring...I'd work 8 hours, come home and be too tired to do much to take my mind off it, fall asleep and dream I was cashier for a never-ending line of customers, and wake up to go do my next shift. It lasted for days. Even when I had a day off, I still had the dreams that night.
I almost quit over it, because I knew it was stress getting to me. What I wound up doing was just requesting 4 days off, over a weekend, as 'personal time' because I knew I was about to burn out. I'm not particularly fond of that job, but it does pay for little things like, oh, bills and college tuition.
I almost quit over it, because I knew it was stress getting to me. What I wound up doing was just requesting 4 days off, over a weekend, as 'personal time' because I knew I was about to burn out. I'm not particularly fond of that job, but it does pay for little things like, oh, bills and college tuition.
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