| 4/08/2008 |
WILDFLOWERS
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 Perhaps I'm just picky. Perhaps I'm just not satisfied. Perhaps it's a bit of professional ADHD. I highly doubt the latter. A few years ago I was in a relationship where I was severely unhappy. While trying to find a new job, a friend had told me about where she worked. It sounded like a good idea. I could work overnights. I could work longer hours, but get my hours in few days. It sounded like a great idea. At the time, the ex was having none of it, for various reasons, but that's not my point.
I ended up finding a different job. One that was admittedly very cushy. No one would try to convince you otherwise. Eventually, that job came to an end. Again my friend and I talked about where she worked. The grass certainly seemed greener. It was a job. It was good pay. It was seemingly good hours. I jumped at the chance.
I got the job. I like the pace of the job. I like my coworkers that I sit next to for 12 hours a day. Those two things right there are super important. But there are down sides. Some odd business practices. Not being able to take an official lunch break away from my desk. Being on call 2-3 days out of the month, plus coming in for meetings. The prospect of being moved to other hours or shift at any given time.
Perhaps these are common place in many companies, but it's not something I'm accustomed to at all. I'm a creature of habit. Especially when it comes to a job I like to have a routine. It keeps me on time. There are certain instabilities that just make it more stressful for me.
I shouldn't have to worry about my khakis having to many pockets and being sent home for it. I shouldn't have to feel like I'm being treated by a grade schooler. Yet I do. And this is just the tip of the iceberg for oddities.
Just a warning to anyone looking for greener pastures... They aren't always.Labels: work |
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I posted this @ 4/08/2008 04:43:00 PM.............Need a link?..........
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