Today was a weird day, it was one of my most productive days by far and yet a day that is ending up to be a bit sad, weird, confusing? Not sure.

About a month ago I quit my office job that I had been working at for a fea years now and got myself a retail job at a big tech store, I wanted to avoid all the stress and mental anguish that the office had been giving me so I went back to retail.

When I got hired another kid got hired alongside me and we both started working at the Computers section, at different shifts. Today, a month and a few days later, that kid got fired. It felt weird to see, I never saw someone getting fired before and it was oddly, normal? He didn't care, he was showing off his termination papers to other co-workers he was close to and laughing about it and honestly, good for him. Even the tiniest mistake scares me, if I ever had to be faced with such a situation I would break down.

The kid was useless at the job, he wouldn't take initiative on his own and spend most of the hours just standing somewhere and staring at his phone, whenever someone would tell him to do something he would take forever to move his body and get the job done, after complaining and making grunt sounds, the complete opposite to me.

I spend most of my hours at work finding stuff to do, restocking shelves, checking for price changes that might happen at any given time, I walk around making sure all the drawers are locked and that all the tablets and computers we have on display are working as intended. Some call me a model employee but to be honest, the only reason I do all this shit is because quite frankly I dislike boredom. I can't just stand there and do nothing for 6 to 7 hours every day, I would go crazy, hence why I always try to find stuff to do.

But, here's the thing. Why should anyone care? Did that kid actually do anything wrong? Sure all he did all day was play on his phone and watch videos on TikTok but he would still interact with customers and sell them stuff, yeah I'm not fond of the way he spent his days but who am I to judge?

Even if I "work properly" as some say, I'm not anyone important, I can't impose my work ethic to other people and it's not any of my business to judge how other people spend their time, whether at work or outside work.

I then went back home, had my lunch, napped for 10 minutes and went out again to grab coffee with a friend, the only friend I get to hang out with for the past couple of months. It felt nice to go out again after a while, almost made life feel worth it a little bit.

After I had my coffee I took my friend for a little drive and we went to the nearby art store where I picked up a bunch of oil painting supplies, been meaning to give oil painting a try and following some Bob Ross videos to learn so hopefully that goes well, I might even do a few streams of that if I'm not completely terrible at it, might be fun.

It was a weird day, a weird but oddly productive day. To my now ex-coworker, I wish you all the best and maybe try a little bit harder at the next job, jobs suck and having your precious time stripped away from you is terrible but sadly we need them to live and often we need to make compromises for that paycheck.