Catch 22 Delivery

What happened when I was caught between a rock and a hard place

Photo by jesse ramirez on Unsplash

I used to hate my job. No, I used to loathe my job. I would have anxiety on the interstate every morning as I drove to work with just the thought of how stressful my day could be. My shift started at 8:00 a.m. At 8:00 a.m. on the dot, sometimes a little earlier, there would be 30 to 40 pair of clients’ eyeballs on me. If their eyes could talk it would say…well, this is…