Alright so like I saw this Virgo career horoscope thing floating around and honestly I don’t usually put much stock in this stuff, but hey, 2025 sounded rough already and my boss has been piling shifts on me like crazy. Figured, why not give it a shot? Worst case, I waste ten minutes. Best case, maybe the stars give me a break for once. This is how it went down.
The Setup Phase
First thing Tuesday morning, I grabbed my phone scrolling through this “lucky times for work shifts” forecast. Key dates were circled:
- April 14-20 (Something about Mercury making my brain sharp)
- August 3-9 (Venus aligning for “harmony” or whatever)
- November 12-18 (Jupiter bringing luck, supposedly)
Now, swapping shifts ain’t simple at my job – it’s like negotiating world peace sometimes. But I thought, “Screw it, let’s play horoscope lottery.” I pulled up the shift swap board on our messy intranet. Took me 20 minutes just to log in. Yeah. Fun.
Making the Moves
Okay so I hunted down Margaret from accounting first. Sweet lady, always wears purple. The stars said early April was my time, but her name was plastered all over April 14-20. I shot her a Slack: “Hey Marge, wanna swap that week in April? Got some family stuff.” Total lie. My “family stuff” was hoping Mercury made me look smarter in meetings. She took two days to reply, agreed. Easy win.
Then August. God. Sandra in logistics had those dates. Sandra’s… tough. Last time someone asked for a swap, she demanded three coffees and a muffin. I braced myself, cornered her by the copier. “Sandra,” I said, “Your November shifts look brutal. November’s supposed to be my lucky stretch though. How about we switch August for November? You win.” She squinted, checked her phone calendar. Shrugged. “Fine. But not responsible if you get stuck with Anderson’s audits in November.” Done. Shook on it. Washed my hands after.
Seeing How It Played Out
April 14th rolled around. Mercury time. Boss dumped a spreadsheet project on me Monday morning. Super detailed, lots of numbers. Normally I’d be sweating, but weirdly? I zipped through it. Finished Tuesday afternoon. Boss actually said, “Clean work.” Did Mercury help? Who knows. Could be coincidence. Could be I just had good coffee that day.
August… Venus week. Supposed harmony. Hah! Sandra wasn’t joking about Anderson’s audits. Dude micromanaged me for 5 days straight. Constant emails. “Reconcile cell B37 again.” “Why’s this footnote blue?” Zero harmony. My fault though, I gave up “lucky” November. Venus must’ve been on vacation.
November? My Jupiter luck week. Guess what? I caught the flu. Spent three days shivering in bed watching cat videos. Sandra texted: “Told ya 😉.” Yeah, thanks, Sandra.
The Aftermath
So was it worth basing my shifts on star scribbles? Mixed bag honestly. April rocked. August was chaos. November was snot-city. One good week outta three. Maybe the horoscope gave me the push to swap when I wouldn’t have bothered otherwise. Maybe not. Either way, Sandra owes me coffee now. And I’ll keep reading these forecasts… but maybe with less hope and more snacks.
