I woke up not feeling the greatest between the ears, and everything today was just making it worse. There were little things, like forgetting to bring a spoon for my lunch, so I had to settle for vending machine food for lunch. What set the tone for the day, though, happened at the first thing I was working on.
A coworker informed me that it was taking me way too much time to do what I was doing. It just reminded me of the hospital, forever being told I have to move faster. All day I was more conscious of how slow I was at what I was doing. I don’t think my coworkers like working with me, on account of how slowly I do my work. If I try to rush I end up doing a sloppy job, though. These people I’m working with move faster and do a better job than I do. Granted, some of them have been there for many years, and I’ve been in that department for one week, but still, I’m starting to think they don’t want me there.
Well, at least the day is over (until I go in tomorrow). Got my stitches out today, didn’t hurt much. The doctor wants to see me again next week.