Leaving Job @ MindSay

ok peeps so in the last few weeks things have gotten pretty crazy.

I got a job working @ 7-11, I start working there next week, im pretty psyched about it because I'm finally leaving BK :) hurrah

I'm feeling kinda wierd about leaving the only job I've ever had, I've been in alot of interviews even ADULTish job interviews but I'm finally leaving there.

 

I'm going on a trip to Florida in Augest with my best friends, not all the details are worked out yet but it coming together pretty well, ... my first plane ride (scary vag!) well krista and I can cry on the plane together lol

 

I'm a little depressed due to arguements with friends lately. People can be reall hurful when they want to be and I'm not one for holding a grudge. Ask anyone!

I'm also depressed because 2 of my very best friends are leaving for 4 months and I wont see them until we got to florida in augest, this is also bad for mel caus shes going all emo on us and its scaring me.

 

As for the last thing that is depressing me my boyfriend. The guy I'm growning to love, the one guy in my life that I'm not ready to leave, the sweetest and most kind boy in the world, the one guy I trust and adore. (ok I'll stop bragging!)

Well hes not sure yet but he may be going to spend the entire summer in california. thats a few thousand miles away and would really suck ass. I know i need to be happy that he can go away for a while and clear his head. That bitch of an ex thats still calling him even though hes seeing me because she all alone and forgets the fact that dustin is mine she lost him the second she cheated on him with his ex best friend. oh my boy I heart you soo much.

 

well thats it.

I'm a depressed emo girl that has a great bf and works at 7-11 as of april 5th at 7am

Right, so on Sunday night I finally had enough with all this kitchen portering rubbish and walked out of the restraunt. I never liked the job but struggled on with it to get what I needed from it but to learn that it was closing down the following weekend I could no longer see the worth in slaving away cleaning the dishes for the peanuts I was being paid, especially with the pain in my kidneys worsening. Why work for a week only to be made redundant and kicked out royaly on my arse when I can quit and throw a small spanner in the works for a night by leaving Robert to do the work of two, maybe even three as it was pretty full at half past six when I walked out. His face was a picture. The realisation that I was walking out was classic. They had always talked about me in their language. I knew. So if they think they can do the job better and faster than me than let them. The manager's weak plea of my leaving him to do it by himself never held much cop with me. They had never graciated themselves on me. So why bother? She had told me that there was no job for me in Dundee because I was too new, yet there was for Paul who had started months after me. 1 + 1 does not seem to equal 2 in this case. Loyalty does not exist any more.

I shouted goodbye to the chefs who I hadn't had much of a problem with. James who had been drinking on the job and was evidently very drunk felt inclined to give me a hug and a pat on the back. Stu who had been swearing away about the management for a while, agreed with what I was doing. Heaven knows that he had been going on about walking out for ages himself. In fact a lot of staff had been saying that. It was only my old enemy,that old bold cunt who thought he was some sort of managing director didn't seem to see the funny side of my leaving. Obviously he was thinking of how was his fellow country man going to cope with all those dishes. Well, I'll just give him the finger and walk away to pastures new. I stopped and spoke with a couple of the bar men on my way out the door who had a good laugh about my decision to finally do what everyone else was thinking of doing. Perhaps a few more will go before the weekend. Wouldn't be a surprise. Guess I won't be able to get a reference from them in the future then.

When I returned home, names such as Sir Alan Sugar and Richard Branson came up as both had quit jobs and look where they are now. Both are millionaires! And there I was wondering if it was the right thing to do, if I weren't about to be out of the job in a week then it would have been a mistake but because I left on my terms it is quite an assertiveness booster. Perhaps had I had another day off before returning to work I would have stayed since my body was shocked by the change from returning to work having been on holiday to going back to working strange hours. As my Dad describes it, I had the worst of it, early starts and late nights.

My ordeal is almost over.

 

Friday will be my last day at the workplace.  I have hated working there for so long.  My health has gone bad.  I drink way more than I should.  But all of that will be a changing as I leave my job this Friday.  The stress of a  job I hate will be over. 

 

I knew the first week I took the job that I would not like it.  But after moving back from Miami and bouncing from job to job looking for the one that paid the best, it was the best I could get at the time and I wanted to show some job stability on my resume.  At that time is was an 8:00 - 5:00 job which was what I was looking for.  With that work schedule, I could start to accomplish some things that I wanted to get done, like exercise, like getting involved in city politics, like looking for a girlfriend. 

 

Yeah all of those things I could do anyways, but working 45 minutes from home and having the decision of owning animals, things get a little more difficult.  Because then it was decided I need to work until 6:00 every other week.  I was like "WTF?".  Next thing I knew I was getting home close to seven and when I got through taking care of the critters and getting set up for the next day it was close to eight or nine.  Screw this.  It was a 60 hour a week when I was leaving for work at 7 or so and getting home at seven or so.  It was pissing me off.  Life is meant to be enjoyed, not burdened.

 

Then I had the luckiest break of all time when I ran into my cousin a couple of months ago.  I do not care if I have to clean toilets or scrub the floors, all of which I have already done for a living, just the fact of leaving my job is a gift but actually be working in the family business is such a bonus it cannot be described! 

 

All of this seems so ironic as today is the Fourth of July!  Celebrating Freedom for America!  And then Sunday is my birthday!  I feel so grateful for all of this.  This is almost a perfect time for me.  Freedom is upon me.  Freedom is upon me.

 

Then the real work begins and I so look forward to it.  Maybe in the next couple of years I can upgrade to a new M3!  If I work hard and smart enough I might get one!

So I finally mustered up the courage to put in my two weeks notice. I was hoping they would call my bluff because as much bitching as I do about my job it is actually ok. I work ten hour days, but my machines are all automated. So most of the day I stand around and listen to books on tape or music. Anyhow, I have been trying to get a raise for over a year. So finally I got fed up and went in and put my notice in with the production manager. So he called the head manager into the office. He is known as being a colossal prick. He is the reason so many people hate it here, and is the type who will bite off his nose to spite his face. See the thing is I work in a department where I am the sole provider of work for the rest of the shop. Now to train someone at what I do would take months. And if I leave production will go down by about 90 percent. So anyhow he comes into the office and asks me what the problem is. I tell him I can get a job that pays me more money so he says, "when you leaving?" So I tell him two weeks and he says fine and walks out. So my production manager is flabbergasted because he knows what this will mean to the company. So he tells me he will come get me in five minutes. So he does and that was all it took for him to get me the raise I wanted plus a dollar more an hour. A total of 1.50 per hour. This is what you have to go through at my job to get anything. You have to threaten them.

I am moving on the 17th of October and I am going to have the hardest time leaving my job. I have been there 8 years, I absolutely love what I do. I have made many of my co-workers cry they all hate to see me go. They are throwing me a going away party on the 15th...it is going to be so much fun! I can be a blast...hopefully I dont make anyone pee their pants from laughter! If I do, it will be quite a memory! :) Side Note: Nissla please go to the nursing dept at school, they may have some resources that aren't as well advertized. Also the community heath fairs give you a basic check up and they can run tests for free so keep an eye out for them. Watch what you eat, junk foods have an effect on migraines so keep that in mind. Remember to stay hydrated...even though thats not a big problem for you, just remember that please.