Working on Christmas Eve would be okay if I weren't THE ONLY ONE HERE.
The entire residential department is made up of THREE PEOPLE today and two of them are doing stuff. Which means I get to answer the phones.
I hate answering phones. I'm not a good receptionist. I drop calls and transfer people to the wrong places and take ages to find the right extension. And the same guy from Brain Injury keeps calling over and over again and I have no idea what he's saying.