It was a previous employer that indicated to me that something was wrong. I had worked on an invoice all day that included activity for the previous 3 months of service provided and in the end all I had to remember were three different totals....dollar amounts...just three.....granted in the thousand dollar range....but nonetheless just three numbers. When asked what the three totals were for each of the invoices for the past three months were...my boss received nothing more than a blank look from me and neither he or I were laughing about it. Thus my adventure began.
He was actually quite concerned because he had begun to see a pattern in my work productivity that he identified as "spinning my wheels" but not actually doing anything. My work was not hard at all. Data entry for the first half of the day of the previous days earnings and then the second half of the day involved me being a personal assistant to his every day needs (bills, dry cleaning, house keeper, groceries, etc.). However, I felt myself as stressed with a "billion things to do" each morning and the rush of all the employees showing up at the same time every morning and entering the data before noon because the housekeeper needed to get groceries (and I had to take her) aside from having to pick up the dry cleaning from his home to drop it off and pick up what was dropped off the week prior....and on and on and on. I never took lunch breaks for fear of running behind schedule and I never left work at 5pm because I had too much work to wrap up for the day so that my morning was not so hectic yet I always found myself running late each morning because of the alarm, my kids, the coffee spilled, the traffic, the weather.....never because of me.
I'm sure you are curious to know what his feedback was or his advice was, depending on the perspective you wish to see it but let me give you a bit of my history beginning somewhere around jr. high. Social butterfly, always knew who was who yet wasn't all chummy with the in crowd either. Always thought that nobody knew who I was (to be proven wrong many years later) but as it bothered me in one class period while I was staring at my English teacher speak (not sure about what) I never really focused on her or the board because for as hard as I tried to "pay attention" my eyes always had a way of "fuzzing out" like day dream but I was conscious of it. I always lost this battle so I'd give up and just tried not to doze off with her catching me. LOL! By the next class I'd forget what was bothering me because I was the social butterfly again and hhmmm...what was I getting at.....oh yeah....that was jr. high and most of high school too. I was in sports only through my freshman year because I couldn't seem to fit into the sports crowd but I loved being in the band. Marching was the best during football season. I never studied consistently and that bothered my brother because I could cram the night before our 6 weeks term exams or even the semester exams and either slide a B or maybe even an A if I really liked the teacher or the ideas of their subject. He had to do the index card thing and be all repetitive. When I tried that once for a science project...I misplaced the cards that had all the work on them...they didn't have much work on them to begin with. I ended up starting the project the night before and worked through the night to finish....it was due the next day and the "F" key on the typewriter would not work!!! Arg! If only....yeah, if ONLY. I attended UT-PanAm in Edinburg TX for only 2 semesters because the openness of the campus stressed me out. I felt lost and alone...didn't know anyone. I crammed for a biology exam and got a 50% on the first test so I tried my brother's approach on the next test....got a 50% on it too. I gave up and ever went back.
