I've never had such a good perspective about my job.

Already worked my ass off yesterday and still sore and everything but this morning I woke up and chilled in sweats and watched f.r.i.e.n.d.s. and than showered, got all dolled up, put my hair up and got into uniform. I know I have to work, I know that it’s my responsibility, and I know I’ll get a fat paycheck at the end of it. I have a better outlook in the fact where I ain’t stressing about it as much as I used to in my last job. I have a friend and nice people and I have to do what I have to do. It’s just a good outlook, takes off stress even though my shoulders are still being held down. I feel more professional at this job, where I’m actually trying to look pretty. I love my work shirt they gave me, the pants I bought and the shoes need gel pads but they are still work shoes. I’m just proud, I’m proud to work at Safeway and actually have to drive over the bridge like everybody else to get there. Since lately I’ve felt very independent and on my own, I suppose it feels good to go to a place where everybody needs me. I’m actually apart of a team this time, we actually have each-other’s backs and It makes me want to work harder. This is a job I’m proud to have, really proud to have. I’m so happy that when I was drinking and picked up the phone I decided “why not” it’s really not that far. I never thought I’d get it when I applied but I did, and holy, I think this is all I really needed after all. Well, most of. Yesterday I was chilling in the lunchroom with Nichelle on break and this guy came up to us and said that we looked alike and we talked for a bit and than he simple said “welcome to the team” and I can only picture the smile on my face because I’ve waited years for anybody to say that to me. I have ALWAYS wanted to be a part of a team. It’s only Safeway but there is so much more involved in that place than the naked eye can see. It’s a beautiful place.