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I found out last night that my cousin who works for New Balance has gotten an offer from Converse. She was making $60k and living in Boston, when she transfers she'll be making $80k and living in Portland. She's actually happy either way because she loves the job at New Balance, but would love to work for Converse because they are owned by Nike, which is the top of the food chain in her line of work.
I am so jealous. Ann and I grew up really close and had most of the same interests. Now, she designs shoes and gets to go all over the world looking at styles, and is being headhunted by huge companies. I make $10 an hour and have to change diapers. I know it sounds whiny, but I am so jealous. If I were to do college over, I'd get a much more technically oriented art degree. That might get me hired to do something cool.
Everyone at my work has stories about how when they're feeling down about their job, they think about how much better off they are than some of the people we serve, and start to feel better about their own lives. And this has always bothered me. Aside from an occasional feeling, this is ridiculous. No one that comes in to our program would come there if they didn't, for whatever reason, have to. You can't let someone else's unfortunate situation- that you can't fix- stop you from trying to better your own situation. They play the pity card way way way too much at my work. It, and so many other things about this job, are really starting to wear thin.
I compare myself to people who are doing better than me- like Ann- and it makes me realize I don't have to settle for something so shitty (which is not to say she's not awesomely talented, because she is, and I have no idea if I could do what she does and be any good at it). I've been letting that feeling of "helping people" get in the way of really going after something else. And I think everyone at my work feels this to a certain extent- if they could be perfectly objective about this place, no one would ever work there.
I'm not sure where I'm going with this, except that thinking about it this way has made me more and more certain I made the right choice in giving notice.
Speaking of which, when I gave notice, I told her I'd stay until they found a replacement, "up until the end of October". She talked me into giving her until mid November, as a "more realistic" amount of time it would take to find someone else. I said, okay, but that's really it. I don't think she heard me, or won't believe that I mean it. I gave notice on September 18, it's now October 4th and she has yet to even interview people. It's going to come as a real shock when, at the end of October, regardless of where she is in the hiring process, I give an official two weeks notice. And if she wants to fight me on that, I'll quit on the spot. From some stories I've heard about the place, that's the usual way that people quit. Hardly anyone gives notice, they just reach a breaking point and walk out. That should tell them something about the kind of work environment they've created...
Actually, as much as I hate my supervisor, that might be kinda fun...
I am so jealous. Ann and I grew up really close and had most of the same interests. Now, she designs shoes and gets to go all over the world looking at styles, and is being headhunted by huge companies. I make $10 an hour and have to change diapers. I know it sounds whiny, but I am so jealous. If I were to do college over, I'd get a much more technically oriented art degree. That might get me hired to do something cool.
Everyone at my work has stories about how when they're feeling down about their job, they think about how much better off they are than some of the people we serve, and start to feel better about their own lives. And this has always bothered me. Aside from an occasional feeling, this is ridiculous. No one that comes in to our program would come there if they didn't, for whatever reason, have to. You can't let someone else's unfortunate situation- that you can't fix- stop you from trying to better your own situation. They play the pity card way way way too much at my work. It, and so many other things about this job, are really starting to wear thin.
I compare myself to people who are doing better than me- like Ann- and it makes me realize I don't have to settle for something so shitty (which is not to say she's not awesomely talented, because she is, and I have no idea if I could do what she does and be any good at it). I've been letting that feeling of "helping people" get in the way of really going after something else. And I think everyone at my work feels this to a certain extent- if they could be perfectly objective about this place, no one would ever work there.
I'm not sure where I'm going with this, except that thinking about it this way has made me more and more certain I made the right choice in giving notice.
Speaking of which, when I gave notice, I told her I'd stay until they found a replacement, "up until the end of October". She talked me into giving her until mid November, as a "more realistic" amount of time it would take to find someone else. I said, okay, but that's really it. I don't think she heard me, or won't believe that I mean it. I gave notice on September 18, it's now October 4th and she has yet to even interview people. It's going to come as a real shock when, at the end of October, regardless of where she is in the hiring process, I give an official two weeks notice. And if she wants to fight me on that, I'll quit on the spot. From some stories I've heard about the place, that's the usual way that people quit. Hardly anyone gives notice, they just reach a breaking point and walk out. That should tell them something about the kind of work environment they've created...
Actually, as much as I hate my supervisor, that might be kinda fun...