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During the first half of the shift, I thought of nothing but beds, pillows and comforters all throughout. Let’s add the unnecessary comments from colleagues on my wasted look and weary aura; I made a promise to myself that I will be spending my entire lunch on a short and sweet nap. But short and sweet became long and deep. I woke up only later from the sound of my phone ringing, cutting short the temporary madness that could have lasted a few hours more. When I checked out the time, I realized that I was in deep slumber for over three hours already. Aside from several missed calls, I also received several text messages from concerned colleagues who are looking for me.
I understand the consequences of my actions, but I don’t think I have to inform everyone from the office that I’m worried by looking worried. When I came in a while back, I could say I concealed my worries just fine, but as usual, it appeared to everyone that I simply didn’t care. I was taken aback when one of the big bosses approached me and expressed his dismay. “I didn’t like what you did. Actually, I don’t like your attitude. What’s wrong with you? I don’t know if you have an attitude problem but don’t bring it here.” Ouch! Before that, I already explained what happened to my immediate supervisor and even sent her an apology: “I sincerely apologize for my erratic and irresponsible behavior yesterday. I know I didn’t mean to oversleep during lunchtime at home but I apologize nonetheless. If you deem it necessary to file corrective actions, I’m totally fine with that.” Ooops, gotta go!