Well, haven’t been here for a while.
So, I got a job as a teller at Wells Fargo.
Here’s the deal, I don’t like banks or finances per se. In all honesty, I was just looking for a full-time job to get me out of the part-time hell that I felt the Megaplex theaters were. (They were a great job, but I’m not in high school anymore.) I applied for a call center job and a teller job on the side. Guess which one I got hired at?
So, everything went swimmingly at first. The bump up from 7.25/hr to 10/hr and a whole other 20 hours onto a normal paycheck was stunning. It still feels great to not worry about finances or watching my spending and still have cash left over after a pay period. (Living at home and loving every minute of it!)
Unfortunately, this was also the around the same time I started my article on thoseguys.tv and tried doing Emily’s summer writing camp. While I only work 40 hours a week, I don’t have a set day off (which I’ve discovered bugs the hell out of me) which makes planning a logistical nightmare. I don’t have a car, so I’m victim to public transportation’s scheduling. My work day starts at 8:30 and ends at 6:30. (give or take depending on the day) Depending on when I can catch the commuter train, I get home around 7-7:30 at which point, I’m tired, having been on my feet all day. So, then I milk the sweet, sweet four hours I might have to myself before going to bed to do it all over again.
Soon after starting working there, I saw a severe decline in my writing. I was really struggling to make a Joss Card article at thoseguys.tv, which made me feel bad since in my delusional world, Stevesesy was counting on me every week to get an article up. But I just didn’t have time to do research anymore to make an entertaining article. I made it about three weeks into Emily’s writing camp until I decided that something needed to go, and I couldn’t take it anymore. So I dropped out. (Sorry, Emily. I felt really bad about that…)
Not long after, my fatigue took out Joss Card’s Self-Inflicted Blog and the accompanying article on thoseguys.tv, leaving me with something of a hole of creativity to fill. I’ve hardly touched my artwork or writing since I’ve started working there. I get all depressed when I think about how I have to wait until January to even have a shot at applying for school again.
Now, if all of that wasn’t bad enough, not long after I started working at Wells Fargo, our lead teller (kind of my manager, but not my boss) got replaced by a new lady, who is a real nice lady, but everything has to be her way which isn’t bad, but it’s irritating. The guy I got hired on with got fired, don’t know why. Another important teller left, and as of this month, everyone else has been pulled to part-time so they can do school. We’re already woefully understaffed, and now, everyone else is pulling back. I’m the only full-time teller right now. The lead teller is on vacation for a couple of weeks, so the schedule is ridiculous. I feel like I don’t have a day off anymore. Wednesday this week is supposed to be my day off, but I’ve got to come in at 2 to closing because of scheduling errors.
Rather, in actuality, they asked if I could come in. I like the people I work with, and don’t want to let them down, but now they’re really pushing to get our solutions numbers up (getting referrals to the bankers) which I’ve been busting my butt to do, but finances are touchy subjects and with the economy like it is, everyone is afraid of rocking the boat with their accounts and stuff. They’re cracking down now that I’m no longer a “new employee”. I know what I’m doing now, so there’s no excuse. I recently found out that my bonus pay for customer service surveys are also dependant on my hitting the threshold for solutions, and I need that bonus if I’m going to get an engagement ring for my girlfriend, but every day that goes by makes that look a lot less likely.
Then, I came in today, started setting up my till and came to something of an epiphany: I hate my job. I don’t want to work there anymore. I look back and I realized that when I started working there, I actually stopped coming here. Ordering some stuff from fangamer and contributing to the Kickstarter reminded me of why I loved hanging out here and how much I really missed it. And it also helped me realize that the main reason I don’t come here anymore is because I’m depressed about my job. I get home and I’m too tired to do anything. Sometimes that even includes playing video games. I rarely get to see my girlfriend, all my friends live 20 minutes away by car, longer by public transportation, and I don’t ever get out and do anything since I can’t plan ahead because of my wonky schedule. I hate my job.
So, I’ve started the shotgun approach to job applications again. I’ve applied at the Geek Squad in Best Buy in the hopes that if I’m going to do something that eats up all of my time, it might as well be something that I half-way enjoy. I also applied at a couple of other places in the area that seem even close to my interests. I’m hoping that maybe finding a job with more in line with my interests and long-term career goals will help me feel happier and give me more oomph to start contributing here and working on my art again.
Keep your fingers crossed!
Here’s hoping something comes up soon, be that a lucky break with the army application process, or a new opportunity you hadn’t considered before. Keep your chin up.
It may not be immediate, and there will always be bad days and bad obstacles, but stay strong, and maybe punch anything that makes you feel like quitting.
