This happened last time I got a steady warehouse job.
I spent 8 hours a day talking to exactly nobody except for muttered questions related to work or comments about the weather. At Gates I at least talked to the coworkers and felt welcome. Once again I'm in the first week at a job where I get almost no human contact and I'm just another face. This time, though, I've got no smoking spot to hang out at on breaks. There I shared a table with people at the smaller warehouse and had conversations. I knew more names than just the people supervising and training me. I could also break out the phone while janitoring without risk of getting fired. I had access to friends via text. Even now you wake up midway through my shift, or you will once summer starts. Once again I'm feeling kind of alone. If you read any of the blog posts from then (I started this when I was working, so go straight to the earliest archives if you're curious.) I was having the same problem. I wanted to be left alone. I figured I'd be happier when I wasn't spending four nights a week chilling with friends. I figured I'd be happier when I was getting more sleep. I was wrong. The last two nights have been buoyed by Little Kings left from Saturday. I've run out of those.
I want to be left alone, but even I need people. When I get used to people relying on me, I guess I start to fall apart when they're gone.
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yeah. that's why i annoy people with meaningless messages. i get bored and lonely fairly often. at least you're up in the evening and have a chance to do something.
you rarely respond to my messages these days too! i figured you're relaxing somewhere. remind me to hand these comics off to you sometime. finished them early wednesday morning. great stuff.
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