Man she did not have it. I’m terrible at video games but I also love telling stories. This is my second attempt at posting something like this. I had feedback from my first one such as, game volume being too loud, or it was difficult to follow the story line. Hopefully, this video here has demonstrated some improvement by applying what I learned from my audience.
Last Thursday, I made a huge mistake on my work.
I was 100% sure that my shift was from 12:00 am to 7:00 pm. Therefore, I had a plan for the morning. I like to summarize and comment on the books that I have read recently. I was planning to concentrate on writing the book comments before I left to work so I got up around 9:30. I left my phone in the bedroom to charge it and I also put it on silent which was how I managed to avoid any disruption from outside. Then I stayed in the living room with my laptop immersing in my own world.
Around 11:00, I finished the most part of my writing. Feeling fulfilled, I told myself that it was the time to prepare to go to work. Shockingly, when I checked my cellphone, I found that there were a lot of unread messages and missing calls from my coworkers.
I suddenly realized that…Shoot, I remembered the wrong time. My shift was actually from 10:00 am to 6:00 pm.
My heart started to beat very fast. I could feel my sweat slowly running down my back. I’ve already one hour late for my work.
I rushed to the bus stop while calling back to my coworker to explain. They were worried and of course, they were angry.
I felt very bad for my mistake. I was ready to be blamed. However, when I arrived there, my boss did not scold me and my coworkers did not say anything harsh to me. Their forgiveness made me even more guilty. I wished that I could do something to make up. In the end, I bought some cakes as a treat to my coworkers.
While I was on my way home that day, I realized that I was still very bad at cooping with guilty. Even though it may not be a big deal for most of the people and others had already forgiven me, I still blamed myself. I wanted myself to remember this feeling and never made the same mistake again.
I have to admit that this was the best lesson I had learnt from my work: We all learn from mistakes and guilty is the price we pay for growing up.