AAAAAAND IT'S TIME TO FIND A NEW JOB!!! DING DING DING DING DING!!!
I'm pretty well and fed up with this job. I know there's always a fair amout of bullshit when you take a job. You always get stuck with the short end of the stick... but with this job I've become a piece of meat torn between two lions.
I work for a company that contracts me to the hospital I work at daily. I serve the needs of that hospital. I do whatever the hospital wants me to do to make them happy. When my company comes through I make sure their comfortable and get what they want so they can do their jobs correctly. However, when either the hospital or the company have shit work to do that does not fit into their descriptions...... yep you see where this is going. I complain to my company it looks like insubordination. I complain to the hospital I get my ass chewed in the not fun way and then they ask for a new guy to fill my shoes.
I don't fit their mold, I don't like their people, I don't like waking up in the morning feeling like I'm slouching toward Bethlehem. The money, however good and beyond what someone my age and experience is usually making, is not worth it. The benefits, which might be the only saving grace, will soon lose their luster. Before this job, I knew I wasn't "OK" or whatever you'd like to call it, but I was fine with myself minus the things everyone wants to work on (exercise, body image, confidence issues, etc). With this job, I feel like I won the lottery with the condition that I sell myself into slavery.
Not anymore.
I'm getting an Ipod, getting my car fixed, saving a good stash and getting out. THAT'S my new goal I've been searching for. And goddamn does it feel good to have a goal again.
I'm pretty well and fed up with this job. I know there's always a fair amout of bullshit when you take a job. You always get stuck with the short end of the stick... but with this job I've become a piece of meat torn between two lions.
I work for a company that contracts me to the hospital I work at daily. I serve the needs of that hospital. I do whatever the hospital wants me to do to make them happy. When my company comes through I make sure their comfortable and get what they want so they can do their jobs correctly. However, when either the hospital or the company have shit work to do that does not fit into their descriptions...... yep you see where this is going. I complain to my company it looks like insubordination. I complain to the hospital I get my ass chewed in the not fun way and then they ask for a new guy to fill my shoes.
I don't fit their mold, I don't like their people, I don't like waking up in the morning feeling like I'm slouching toward Bethlehem. The money, however good and beyond what someone my age and experience is usually making, is not worth it. The benefits, which might be the only saving grace, will soon lose their luster. Before this job, I knew I wasn't "OK" or whatever you'd like to call it, but I was fine with myself minus the things everyone wants to work on (exercise, body image, confidence issues, etc). With this job, I feel like I won the lottery with the condition that I sell myself into slavery.
Not anymore.
I'm getting an Ipod, getting my car fixed, saving a good stash and getting out. THAT'S my new goal I've been searching for. And goddamn does it feel good to have a goal again.
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akirali:
I know that feeling. I'm looking for something in the middle myself. I don't want to be a corporate drone, but I also don't want to get indentured servent wages either. What to do, what to do?
aeryn:
yeah I wouldn't think jeans that need to be dry-cleaned are my style either but well here I am.