Got laid off in June and have been fortunate enough to be on gardening leave until the end of this month. The job search has not gone well so far and I started getting desperate.
Applied to be a seasonal driver with UPS. Figured it would pay the bills for the season and I can continue my search in the meantime. I should’ve seen the first red flag when their system told me to schedule a road test but they had no dates, then hours later I get a call saying they should have more listed within the next ten days so just keep checking daily.
I keep checking and I finally get a chance to schedule one. Picked today, Sep 14th at 8:15am. System tells me it will be between 8:15 and 9:15, okay fine. I show up and talk to the manager who never gave me his name, he tells me to sit in the break room and someone will come get me.
I showed up 10 minutes early and left 5 minutes late, and not a single person came by to get me or even tell me there’s a delay.
If you can’t respect me when I don’t work for you, there’s no chance you’ll respect me when I do.
You are worth more than that.
I know, but I’ve got bills to pay and kids to feed. I worked for 15 years in the same place, it wasn’t horrible until the end. Then I changed it up, working more hours and earning more money but I feel like this place is taking significantly more out of me than the old place did; or maybe I just don’t have as much time to recover now I’ve got 2 kids instead of 1.
I hate my job. I hate how it dictates my life and how despite working a 50 hour week (and my partner working 20 hours) we still barely afford to make rent and feed our kids, but I’m not sure how we’d escape this nightmare short of winning the lottery.
Same. It’s one of my great shames that I just absolutely hate the interview process for tech so much that I put up with a lot of shit to avoid having to look at the job market again.
Same with dating. Not sure what I’d do if me and my SO broke up. Both dating and job interviewing require taking a lot of rejection.
I feel and understand this entirely. The golden handcuffs are starting to lose their lustre