What a different a week makes
So much has changed for me this week I don't even know where to begin. It's all job related, of course, but lets face it-my job has become my life for the most part these days.
So last week was just horriable, and it's funny because now I can't even pinpoint what was so horriable, I just know it was and I wanted to quit, get fired, whatever. And I wasn't all talk-I applied for an editorial assistant position at the entertainment section of the record-local newspaper. I applied on Sunday and I got a call from them on Monday. They said they had 50 resumes sent in one day and they were just making inital phone calls to some candidates and we had a 15 min phone interview. We ended it that they will call me later that week to see if I should come in to interview. Two hours later they called and we set up a time to meet the next day. I went and interviewed with four different people and I knew it was going great. Even if I'm a terriable worker, I'm a damn good interviewer. After the interview (an hour and 15 minute interview) they said they want me to come in for two days next week for training/testing me out for the position. I said okay. That was that. I left the interview thinking, alright-I think I got this.
I came home and the walls came crashing down, wait-do I really want to leave my job? I do like everyone there, minus my bully, I have even developed friendships there and def. a lot of people I like. The people I work with now are my age and it's just such a big company there are so many interesting people and so many things going on at once. I won't go into detail, but when given the option to actually leave-it made me evaluate what I had and I realized it was actually quite good. It is a big company, everyone's heard of it, and the job that I'm doing is an important one-it's not an assistant type job, and after describing my job on my interview and even to friends I realized-damn it is a good job. Funny huh?
Well, then the rest of the work week was just odd. My bully was so nice to me. Granted, I did really good work this week-I even caught a couple of important things that would have been unoticed if I haven't-and that'd have been bad. I do think something clicked and I actually ENJOYED work. I've also been staying at work later, and even tho that's not wonderful, it's given be the opportunity to bond with my co-workers more because everyone is more laid back after the 5 0'clock hour.
You know what I think the truth is--I am finally realizing I have a full-time job. I don't have a winter break, no spring break, no new semester where everything changes. This is my job and this is how I'm going to spend my days, every season. I think the prospect of a new job had that 'new semester' appeal that I'm just used too and in trying to analyze myself-I think that's what I was craving--a break. In part of the clickage that happened, I think came an acceptance. That being said, I am working really well with my co-workers and my boss told me today she is very impressed and proud of the work that I've been doing--and I who never compliment my work do actually feel good about this. It's all about this click. My bully even complimented my in front of my boss. I think I might stop calling her my bully.
I'm soooooooo glad this all happened this week because tomorrow my boss is having us over for a 'thank you for being so great' dinner. I really like her.
So, I emailed the record telling them I don't want to pursue it anyfurther and thanks for everything, blah blah. They actully wrote back saying they were sorry to hear that b/c they were very impressed with my credendials and interview skills. I was like, whoa I have credendials!
On one last note then I'll stop blabbling, so I've been reading A Million Little Pieces before this controversey started and I feel terriable for the writer. Okay, granted if it's all true and he lied then that sucks--why couldn't he put a simple disclaimer like "some events have been fictionalized for creative purposes" or something, then no harm done. But to pass it off as a memior and have crucial parts be lies-well that's not cool. But I feel bad because he has def. been through hell and I see how this book was prob hell for him to write but prob great for him to get out there, and now look what happened. The words a crazy place.
So last week was just horriable, and it's funny because now I can't even pinpoint what was so horriable, I just know it was and I wanted to quit, get fired, whatever. And I wasn't all talk-I applied for an editorial assistant position at the entertainment section of the record-local newspaper. I applied on Sunday and I got a call from them on Monday. They said they had 50 resumes sent in one day and they were just making inital phone calls to some candidates and we had a 15 min phone interview. We ended it that they will call me later that week to see if I should come in to interview. Two hours later they called and we set up a time to meet the next day. I went and interviewed with four different people and I knew it was going great. Even if I'm a terriable worker, I'm a damn good interviewer. After the interview (an hour and 15 minute interview) they said they want me to come in for two days next week for training/testing me out for the position. I said okay. That was that. I left the interview thinking, alright-I think I got this.
I came home and the walls came crashing down, wait-do I really want to leave my job? I do like everyone there, minus my bully, I have even developed friendships there and def. a lot of people I like. The people I work with now are my age and it's just such a big company there are so many interesting people and so many things going on at once. I won't go into detail, but when given the option to actually leave-it made me evaluate what I had and I realized it was actually quite good. It is a big company, everyone's heard of it, and the job that I'm doing is an important one-it's not an assistant type job, and after describing my job on my interview and even to friends I realized-damn it is a good job. Funny huh?
Well, then the rest of the work week was just odd. My bully was so nice to me. Granted, I did really good work this week-I even caught a couple of important things that would have been unoticed if I haven't-and that'd have been bad. I do think something clicked and I actually ENJOYED work. I've also been staying at work later, and even tho that's not wonderful, it's given be the opportunity to bond with my co-workers more because everyone is more laid back after the 5 0'clock hour.
You know what I think the truth is--I am finally realizing I have a full-time job. I don't have a winter break, no spring break, no new semester where everything changes. This is my job and this is how I'm going to spend my days, every season. I think the prospect of a new job had that 'new semester' appeal that I'm just used too and in trying to analyze myself-I think that's what I was craving--a break. In part of the clickage that happened, I think came an acceptance. That being said, I am working really well with my co-workers and my boss told me today she is very impressed and proud of the work that I've been doing--and I who never compliment my work do actually feel good about this. It's all about this click. My bully even complimented my in front of my boss. I think I might stop calling her my bully.
I'm soooooooo glad this all happened this week because tomorrow my boss is having us over for a 'thank you for being so great' dinner. I really like her.
So, I emailed the record telling them I don't want to pursue it anyfurther and thanks for everything, blah blah. They actully wrote back saying they were sorry to hear that b/c they were very impressed with my credendials and interview skills. I was like, whoa I have credendials!
On one last note then I'll stop blabbling, so I've been reading A Million Little Pieces before this controversey started and I feel terriable for the writer. Okay, granted if it's all true and he lied then that sucks--why couldn't he put a simple disclaimer like "some events have been fictionalized for creative purposes" or something, then no harm done. But to pass it off as a memior and have crucial parts be lies-well that's not cool. But I feel bad because he has def. been through hell and I see how this book was prob hell for him to write but prob great for him to get out there, and now look what happened. The words a crazy place.