Thurs: July 15, 2021
Just a regular day in my life as a 20-something in New York City
My whole body felt dead. I guess that is the toll of when you decide to work out and still have your laborious 8 hour day job for the sixth day in a row. Why I was working six days straight is a corporate clause that I might have to inquire about soon. Why did I decide to work out regardless? Because I am trying to stick to a routine of working out at least 3x now (4 if we’re lucky) and I was really set on hitting that fourth.
So I rolled out of bed, rolled out my mat, and almost literally fell into my workout. I decided to do some basic pilates to just feel something and I did so that checked that off the list.
Afterward, I got the rest of my morning started by washing up, preparing my lunch, and eating breakfast. I ran into my sister who I don’t think I’ve seen for quite some time.
I decided not to write my blog before I left (which I knew I would regret later on), but instead respond to messages that I’ve missed, hit the emails, and see what else could be done before work.
I don’t know how I ended up dripping by the time I made it to the subway station, but alas I should not be surprised.
With a whole 40 minutes to spare, (better to be early than be on time), I tried my best to wrap up my conversations before heading in and preparing for the day.
The day ended up being extremely slow until the last hour which no one knows why that was but we ended up taking it like champs. It made me realize how hectic our store usually is and the demand that it takes to run it. With the downtime, I had a chance to observe more. See who is interacting with who. Who to interact with and who to avoid. One person I realized is that he is much more interested in hearing himself talk. I say that because I mentioned my age (because it was the topic in the conversation) about four times in four different ways and it took him a good while to ask, how old are you? And I just told him straight up that I mentioned it already.
I am very quick to read people. Through our short interactions, I thought I knew how to navigate him and for the most part, I did. But it wasn’t until this interaction how I would determine my behaviors and attitudes with him going forward.
The day ended quickly and with a frantic end as an unexpected rush came through. I left feeling proud of myself. I don’t know why. I guess proud that I am simply still pushing through to get to the next thing.
And so I had some ice cream in celebration.
