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This workday was the worst ever! So far I have unpacked all the plastic boxes and only few times someone have unpacked the other half (the are two big companies - oriola and tamro - who from we get drugs every day). At the very first week in my new job, I just did what they told me to do. I hated it, but I did it. After unpacking - which takes about 3-7 hours depending on a day - I was able to do something else, like collecting drugs to the pharmacists or be the cashier. In the midle of my second week I heard that they have alternate shift for unpacking, because no one can stand it longer than few days (except I just had standed)! Boxes are pretty heavy, numbers are so similars as if the drugs packages. You have to separate the medicines from the big plastic box, collect the right number of each drug, read the barcode and finally sort them to the right table, then someone comes to collect them from the table. That sounds so simple when I put it like that, and that's partially correct, because that does not require any brain, there is no challenges for me... BOARING! It's actually pretty embarrassing to yawn all the time :D So coming back to my story, at the end of the secong week I finally cathered my courage to ask someone to take the other half - Tamro. And remarkably my co-worker said yes. I was glad! :) Next day I repeated my discreet line to the other workmate and received another delightful yes.
Accordingly my third week begun and I was positive, now I wouldnt stand that fking unpacking all the time, I had got my strenght and dignity back. At monday there was loose boxes and I was in good mood, so I unpacked all the cases pretty quickly and worked as the cashier for many hours. We just laughed and had fun with my cashier-mentor called Sveta. Some of the customers wasnt so pleased with our not so gentile behavior, but the bulk got their own piece from our good mood.
So finally coming back to today, its still my third week and its tuesday - the worst day of the week because at tuesday there comes doubly more boxes than usually. I was unpacking the first part - Oriola - and asked from one anonymous workmate, whose name was put on the list in the unpacking sector, if she could take the other half. After a short moment she muttered the aswer: let's see, I have so much to do and my workday ends already at 3.00pm and I have the billing to do today, it depends how fast you'll unpack Oriolas drugs. I was pretty confident, I'll just take Oriola down fast and then I could trifle with the cash machine with Sveta. There was aproximitely 20+ big plastic boxes plus 5 cardboard boxes and I solved those under two hours! That must be the new world record! :D So I hurried to the anonymous and told that now its your turn. She slowly shaked her head and said: I have the billing to do, I have no time, you have to unpack the Tamro also. I was so fking furious! I walked back to my place and stomped. I begin with the Tamro. After a while some other workmate comes to me and asks if I will do the unpack during the whole week. I say that I dont know, it seems to be so because everyone appears to avoid this job and makes up excuses to slide out of it. That workmate looks a little amazed because normally summer helpers just do what they are told to without any complain, and then she goes away. The anonymous hears my comment and comes to me: I didnt mean that with any offence, every summer assistants we have had, had done the unpacking during their whole period. I just squint my eyes and take my fight mask on me and answer: still we are human beings, and no one is able to stand this for a month. She replies: still every summer assistants do the unpacking, we had one boy in this Summer and he did the unpacking every day of his period which lasted one month. I bite my teeths and just say: let's see about that... I decide to do something about it, maybe the others may have swallowed this shit, but im not like them. So I go to have some lunch. Maybe that would clear my thoughts and give me a great plan to achieve my freedom. While I'm eating one of the two head dispensers comes to the same table. She smiles at me and says: tomorrow will be your last day alone at the unpacking point, then new month begins and you'll get some help and break from unloading. I smile back and yell: great! I feel so good that I almost fly back to the boxes, which have turned so much lighter and more lovely. Soon the anonymous goes past me and I scream with an evil smirk: Hey, the head dispenser said that I dont have to do this all by myself, so next week when you and I'll have the same unload shift, you could do all the boxes. She only bends in half to me, nods and says faintly: yea, okay.
Finally the battle between stubborn spirits and strong characters are over. I got some action to the lazy anonymous who always dozes around people, examines her nails or just gazes at the same screen catch for minutes. I feel great, I might be the bad loser but I definitely do know how to savor from a great victory! Waiting for the next round...

Still waiting the takeoff

So I have still full 23 days to go. Luckily I got the position from a drug store near by my home, that gives me something else to spin around in my head. I have to get up early every morning, because my working hours are from 7am till 15pm. I have nice co-workers, so they really make my days! It's nice to spend coffee breaks with them :) Although I enjoy myself at work, I'm always so exhausted after work that I just have enough energy to curl up on the sofa or watch some american soap on my gorgeous iMac without any subtitles.