Today is the untitled because I can’t find a word in the dictionary to describe the day I just had. Well, it was mainly work. Work was just… mad.
I already knew that I didn’t want to work today, I just wasn’t in the mood and I would’ve rather stayed at home, in bed. But I still went. I work as a tutor and the job requires me to put on my ‘good face’ and be really bubbly. Don’t get me wrong, I do love my job but I was just having one of those days.
The beginning was ok, but it wasn’t till half way through my shift where I felt like I was going to lose it. I just had too many things going on and to top it off, we didn’t have enough tutors in. I even had a new child to tutor today, and I really wanted to make sure that they really enjoyed their session. But it hard because I had two kids who just weren’t concentrating at all and one was just not putting in the effort in his work.
And from the corner of my eye, I saw a parent sort of disapproving of something that their kid had done, and I had that kid so I feel like I had done something wrong. But couldn’t at all figure out what it was. The whole time, I really felt like my manager would come up to me any minute and have a word with me. Or here I am doing something wrong, me feeling like there is something wrong and no one coming up to tell me. I really felt like I wanted to hit my head against a post.
Things didn’t go according to plan later either, but I really didn’t want to relive what I went through because I wasn’t happy, at all. I just wanted to crawl into my imaginary cave, and not bother coming out.
I’m just glad that I’m at home now, but even then, I can’t help but think about work, and how things didn’t go to plan. I really hate this.