After all that time being freaked out, depressed, and unemployed I discovered something more maddening: THE WORST JOB EVER. When I told the placement agency just how unhappy I was their response was along the lines of: “We knew that would happen.” ARGH!
I have little notes of the terrible things I heard everyday. I felt like I was on some hidden camera show because honestly, I didn’t know anything could be THAT BAD. I knew I was in serious hell within the first hour when I overheard my supervisor say, “My eight-year-old daughter is never gunna have boobs. At least not until she finds a man to buy them for her.” (Commence vomiting.)
Thankfully, I’m done with that hideous company and moving on to something much more meaningful: helping care for my aging grandparents. For the last couple of months I have been cleaning their house for two hours per week. It was enough at first, but the last few months, weeks in particular, have been rough and my grandma isn’t able to do as much as she used to. I’ve been trying to cram a week’s worth of cleaning into two hours and it just hasn’t been working, so I was ecstatic when she asked if I’d like to increase my hours. I hope that being there will help her regain some of her strength and to feel comforted that she doesn’t need to worry so much. I really enjoy spending time with them and I am grateful to be able to help and feel lucky to spend more time with my grandma and grandpa.
I’m glad you’re free of the WORST JOB EVER and on to something that makes you happier.
What a great solution! I’m SO glad you’re out of that job and even gladder that you can spend more time with your family! It must be such a relief!
I love it. “We have a job we think you’ll hate. Enjoy!” I hope that time with the grandparents is much more rewarding.
Hooray for quitting the Retard Factory!
I disagree, I had the WORST JOB EVER while I was in Utah! Glad you’re outta there, anyway.
Were you stocking shelves at a Home Depot or something? Sounds like a very shitty job, glad you left. That’s something I would have done too. If I get a bad vibe about a job, I’m gone like John.
I imagine stocking shelves at Home Depot would be about one trillion times better than the office job I was working!
Just wanted to pop by Pants – I’ve missed reading your blog regularly!
Lucky you for spending time with the grands – I wish mine were still here to do so. The DH and I used to have dinner with my Pop-Pop once a month or so – it was the best!