So..After being sick close to a week or so and having to reschedule interviews with different places because of how sick I was, I had one yesterday and got hired on the spot. Yes, I was out of work for close to two weeks. It was a nice break though, but I am sooooo ready to get back at it and make money. Don't get me wrong, I've enjoyed being home with my ferrets and spending time with them as much as possible, but I did miss working and miss making money for sure. Staying home is not for me. It drives me crazy and what not. Though, a break was needed for me to relax and all. My husband said his ultimate goal is for me not to work and down the road, I am okay with that, as long as child support is paid and all. Which reminds me...Ugh. Two weeks in a row they called wondering about a job. I get it, it needs to be paid, but sometimes finding a job isn't as easy as it seems. Anyways. I'll be joining the kitchen team with this new job. Two of the girls vouched for me and recommended me to their boss as well. So, that aided me in getting hired.
I recently left my job at the college. Why? Favoritism played a heavy role and the lack of communication was unreal. There are people who support my decision for this as well. When you have a lack of communication and people refuse to listen to you, it becomes real and it soon becomes a hostile environment. After 1 panic attack and two meltdowns, I made the decision Saturday that it was going to be my last day. I know all jobs have their ups and downs, but when people refuse to listen to you and a manager plays favorites, you realize you have no real place amongst the team anymore. You end up being a placeholder for someone else to come along and take your position.
I've never felt so alone when it comes to something like this. I have passion and I loved this job with my all my heart, but when you end up being treated like a red headed step child in the end, you realize that you were never needed. So yeah, those are my thoughts and what not. Trust me, when I say, this job my dream job, now it's not. I know I'll find something better, but I left with my head held high and my mental health in tact still. So, that's a plus.
To each their own. This is a lesson to never allow people pass the walls you built when it comes to a job. They end up backstabbing you in the end.
So, after taking a break and ending up sick this week, I hit the roads (not really) and started doing job applications. I had to cancel one and reschedule another. The first one was at Meg-A-Latte. A coffee shop that is right down the street from me. Base pay starts out at 10.00-11.00 which I can understand why, because the tips make up for it as well. With tips added in, I'm looking at 18.00-22.00 as well. So yeah, there's that. Tomorrow? Over the phone interview with Domino's as a pizza maker. So, let's see how that one goes. I seriously hope some of these jobs bite though. I need something at least here soon. I don't want my husband bringing the money in a lone.
So, I finally had enough and reached my breaking point with the Cook position at the college. After two breakdowns at the college where my coworkers pushed my buttons and refused to help me, I got the courage to quit finally. After two years. Not going to lie, it wasn't an easy decision, but I needed to do what was best for me in the long run. Am I going to miss the weekly pay? Of course, but sometimes you have to put your better judgement first along with your mental health and save what sanity you have left. I just couldn't do it anymore. I stuck it out because of my former boss, but after this week .... I couldn't deal anymore. As of right now, I've been on the hunt again for jobs. As much as I would love to do some sort of office job...nahhh not my cup of tea. Anyways. Let's just hope something good comes my way and all...
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