ARGH!

May 28, 2004 23:27

Parents are annoying. It's three weeks until I go home and already I'm making plans to be in as little as possible. I had a plan that I would get a second job in Summer to supplement working at the PPA. I can really only do 24 hours a week there and it isn't enough if I want to save some money for next year. So I thought if I could work a couple of days at the PPA and perhaps get some temping work to fill in the gaps, or something, anything just to earn a little bit more money. I foolishly shared this plan with the parents.
There is a sandwich shop near my mum's work that they order from and the owner happened to mention that they were short-staffed. Mum told her that I was looking for a Summer job. I would be starting at 8am and finishing at 2pm, Monday to Friday, £20 per day. It's less than minumum wage. So that's 30 hours per week. I would have to leave the shop at 2pm and then start work at the PPA at 2:30 until 6:30. To save enough I would have to work 20 hours a week at the PPA. That's a 50 hour week. *sigh*
I've seen a job in Wigan that I want to apply for. It's summerising medical notes and inputting them into the computer. It pays well and plus I have a clinical background and that's what they are looking for. I may not get it, but if I say yes to this sandwich shop that's me cornered for the whole summer. I can't quit half way through because I'm providing cover for people to take holidays and if I did quit, Mum would have a go at me because it's the sandwich shop they order lunch from everyday! I want to at least attempt to find an alternative but I have three weeks left here yet. I wanted to register with temping agencies but Mum says I have no skills so wouldn't get anything. *sigh* She's very positive.
I rang her up early and she asked me to give her an answer on the job and I had to say no because I want to at least try to find something better. Later on she rang me back and they both started having a go (mum more than dad) and saying I should take it, that it was being offered on a plate and what would happen if I didn't find something else.

I can see why they say money is the root of all evil. It's far too important in my family and I hate that I've been raised to worry about money so much. I guess I've been raised like a good Caffrey but I hate that money is such a central part of my life. I know I'm a student and I have a job but I constantly worry that I'm going to struggle when I'm barely in my overdraft. Sometimes I don't think they realise how hard I work. They think it's easy trying to do a medicine degree and have a job and that I don't have to work that hard at my degree. Yeah, this medicine lark it's well easy, can do it in my sleep. *sigh* I'm definitely not looking forward to going home.

Hope everyone is ok and exams are going well :)
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