Dec 18, 2009 10:50
Oatmeal, coffee, pain meds, sleeping baby. Aaah!
So, I've mostly made my peace with quitting the job. The Gigantor Swedish Furniture Store was good to me in its way--paying for some of my nursing prereqs and the really great insurance when we had the little guy & this surgery have been very helpful & it's been very flexible, somewhat making up for the terrible, terrible pay, but the fact is that after three years and three good reviews I'm still one of the lowest-paid employees at the store, despite effectively running my own mini-department and being responsible for a whole bunch of stuff (like, training the entire sales staff about the mechanical sales system, etc.) with little to no supervisory support. My boss basically told me I'd need a different job to make any more money, though they have done away with all of the mid-level positions that make anything other than a lateral move possible, since they never, ever fire any managers, no matter how inept or horrible they may be. And they are slowly but steadily whittling away the fringe benefits that made it semi worth my time in the first place. So, it's really for the best..no sense in killing ourselves over making it possible for me to continue on there when it won't lead to anything besides losing money.
Just going to hang out with the little guy, try to be careful with our pennies and hope hope hope to get in to nursing school. And then pray pray pray that we can afford to put me through if they do accept me. :)