I hate my job. I HATE MY JOB. I’ve got a boss who knows nothing about accountability. I had to buy my own laptop, since I wasn’t provided one. I have to read from a script. All. Day. Long. I’m not allowed to stray from it, though those around me do it constantly. Yesterday, out of 12 in my department, 6 were out. One kid hasn’t worked a 40-hour week in three months. His excuses are ridiculous, but my boss doesn’t have the spine to hold him accountable. He sells a lot, but many of them come back, which takes money away from my boss, too.
Yes, I applied for and interviewed for this job. I’ve been here for a year and a half. I’m burned-out. I like who I work with, but in sales, if you don’t have a GREAT leader, it’s harder to succeed. Like a salmon swimming upstream.
I look at myself, who I am, my personality and East Coast work ethic and see shit around me and wonder how people can even look themselves in the mirror. I’m worth way more than this. I don’t know WHAT I want to do, but I know that I need to get out of this position. I’ve interviewed for a couple other positions here, but wasn’t hired. It’s never happened that someone’s been transferred out of my department. It’s like a vacuum.
When other departments have holidays off, we’re still working. We can’t talk to our co-workers who sit 2 feet away. It’s like the 1950s or something. It’s really spooky, actually.
So, I need to make some decisions. Do I continue to stay, even though I’m miserable and often cry when I leave at the end of the day? I have job security, but is it worth misery?
I want to go back to school for my Master’s, but that’s not something I can afford. It’s harder to get financial aid, because, apparently, a Master’s isn’t as important as a Bachelor’s. WTF???