The agreement was 55 hours per month. This month I worked 67 hours. Not happy.
They changed my schedule from Wednesday, Thursday, Friday to Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday which means I only had two days off and then was back to work on Monday. Again, not happy, but other than quit not much I could do about it.
They have now marked on my schedule that I only work 55 hours, which was always the original agreement.
But even more than the hours, my brain seems to be changing. I used to have a steel trap that could capture all the minutia needed to work in an office and hold all those numerous details until I could finally release them at the end of the day. Now there are holes in my trap and I can completely space out entire segments of the day. I have made mistakes, and some of them have been BIG ones. I haven't been too busy or too stressed and I even have a check-off list for when I am closing. No excuses other than I seem to be absent, off who knows where.
I really hope this doesn't mean I have to start looking for toilet cleaning jobs.