Taking Charge of My Life

This most recent work incident showed that even when I try to avoid it, I somehow place myself in the same situations. My gut tries to tell me that something's not right, I forge on, ignoring my gut, and then I end up being taken advantage of, walked over, a victim yet again. I got kinda pissed thinking about this, and how this could happen AGAIN. So, what to do? Take charge! Aw yeah. Not only did the company's goals not fit with my ultimate goals, but why keep myself in a situation where I'll constantly be on my toes because of a silly girl who can't take any responsibility for herself and makes me look bad? Yeah ~ buh-bye.

My letter of resignation was typed up and delivered to the silly girl who set up my interview, and the other to the owner. Silly Girl was the first to receive my news, as I don't have any way to contact the owner. The letter to the owner got to her by way of a friend going in for the receptionist interview. The letter was in a bag with the owner's tupperware (she had given me food to take home last week). When my friend arrived at the clinic, Silly Girl told her that the owner was unaware that I resigned! She didn't tell her ~ she didn't want to. (What?!? ...I know.) So, she placed my letter into the owner's purse. Did she really? With her track record, I wouldn't be surprised if she put it in her own purse.

Later that evening, I received an email from Silly Girl saying that it's "okay," and the owner said I could come back if I want to. She apologized for "leaving me alone" at the receptionist desk last week without any training. She told me to keep in touch, especially with the owner because she was "a little sad" after reading my letter.

ummm...again, really? Are these some half-truths being thrown at me again?

I do wish their company the best of luck as they grow and expand. It just was never meant to be a workplace for me.

At Wits End

Maybe I should've trusted my gut. And all I can say is that perhaps tomorrow will unfold to what it's supposed to be. I hope it does because I am so pissed off right now. I feel like it's one thing after another. It started with a notion of "oh, this is the BEST place EVER!" Really? The expectations of my staying and to be part of a "team!" No. I don't like the pressure. And one statement after another makes me feel like I'm being roped into a cult. "Before you know it, you'll know our language!" Umm...I've been around it my entire life, and I still don't speak it...hello?

What's got me miffed? I was just "informed" earlier today that I was going to be instilled into the position of "receptionist" at the place where I'm supposed to be an esthetician. Oh, I'd still do the esthetician job, AND get paid to be a receptionist. Okay, great that I would be paid for those "services," but I did NOT sign up for this. I am PAST that time in my life to be a receptionist, and while they might throw this "team" business at me, they are NOT paying me enough ~ even commission-wise to consider it! My other job pays significantly more, and I'd rather put in the extra time there OR get hired by my dream job.

It's too bad that I have to go in tomorrow to COVER for the receptionist. Stuck there for 5 hours, disgruntled. I agreed to this before they decided that *I* could be the next receptionist. NO! Ughhhh...