That was... fun. In the explosive enema sort of way.
Had my quarterly review this morning after my shift.
Notified my supervisor that I was in all likelihood leaving them in December. Wheeee! That went over like a Pound O Poo.
See, they decided to switch to a new alarm processing software 2 weeks before Christmas. For financial reasons they say. Specifically, the last weekend of Louisiana, where, Hell or high mighty freaking water, I have to be there. And they have denied ALL time all in December. And also decided to throw in as a bonus "Expect to pull 14 hour days and 60 hour weeks during that time". Which I can understand because all of us have to learn the new software Pronto. Doesn't make it any less a sour message.
Then my supervisor went on to say that they can no longer accommodate my shift switch for working the Arizona show, and that I cannot take more than a day off outside of my schedule. I understand that as well, because hey, it's a 24 hour dispatch center and we go through people like a bran muffin through the colon. But all of this ads up to me looking at this as a "choose your own adventure" chapter and trying to decide which page to skip to next.
The decision has been pretty much made. Goodbye pretty pretty paycheck. Hello massive brokeness and debt, but much less stress in the way of work. This job has taken it's toll on my life, both personal and professional. I'm done. The amount of angst that I've gone through for it just doesn't seem worth the battle. I make more money now than I ever have in my life, and yet, I'm still in debt, so why not be in debt and be at least moderately happy? I'm a pretty resourceful girl and I think I can make this work without going too hungry.
Guess I'll find out in December eh?
Had my quarterly review this morning after my shift.
Notified my supervisor that I was in all likelihood leaving them in December. Wheeee! That went over like a Pound O Poo.
See, they decided to switch to a new alarm processing software 2 weeks before Christmas. For financial reasons they say. Specifically, the last weekend of Louisiana, where, Hell or high mighty freaking water, I have to be there. And they have denied ALL time all in December. And also decided to throw in as a bonus "Expect to pull 14 hour days and 60 hour weeks during that time". Which I can understand because all of us have to learn the new software Pronto. Doesn't make it any less a sour message.
Then my supervisor went on to say that they can no longer accommodate my shift switch for working the Arizona show, and that I cannot take more than a day off outside of my schedule. I understand that as well, because hey, it's a 24 hour dispatch center and we go through people like a bran muffin through the colon. But all of this ads up to me looking at this as a "choose your own adventure" chapter and trying to decide which page to skip to next.
The decision has been pretty much made. Goodbye pretty pretty paycheck. Hello massive brokeness and debt, but much less stress in the way of work. This job has taken it's toll on my life, both personal and professional. I'm done. The amount of angst that I've gone through for it just doesn't seem worth the battle. I make more money now than I ever have in my life, and yet, I'm still in debt, so why not be in debt and be at least moderately happy? I'm a pretty resourceful girl and I think I can make this work without going too hungry.
Guess I'll find out in December eh?
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Date: 2007-09-24 05:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-25 05:29 am (UTC)Ok and maybe a monkey too. I mean.. who wouldn't want a monkey?
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Date: 2007-09-25 05:26 am (UTC)Thanks darlin..
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Date: 2007-09-25 12:00 am (UTC)It must be in the air. My job was recently really getting to me, and I had to pause, look at them and remind them that a) uni is my first priority, my husbandal unit second and that they take distant last and b) they're paying me less than what is considered legal minimum wage in both the EU and US (NZ is a low wage/social welfare state, but I'm not elegible for social welfare benefits even though I must pay taxes for them), and so they can take their giant dog costume and force somebody else into it if they want.
Good on ya.
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Date: 2007-09-25 05:32 am (UTC)I love how you call Frank your Husband Unit.
I have to keep reminding myself that this is not the only good paying job in the state. I know there are others that I can do if it comes down to it. Just gotta keep sane until then. And to try and stay outta their dog costumes. Grin.
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