Moving On From My Sh*tty Job – Blah Blah Blah

Hi everyone. Just wanted to write a little personal post to let you all know how things are chugging along [Website - TheLostGirl’s Blog].

I actually finished up at my old job (that I hated), this Friday just gone.

I had always envisioned having a giddy feeling of joy when I left my old place of work, since I hated it so fervently – but I felt nothing.

There was a decidedly anti-climactic feeling to it all. My last day at work sucked. It was a decidedly miserable affair. I had been stripped of my duties, as there was no sense in carrying them on and then stopping dead. I was essentially stopped from doing anything but data entry because there was a backlog and no one else to do it. In my boredom, I decided to do a little surfing to brighten/ break up my day. I was caught and told off. My manager actually raised her voice and swore at me – informing me that I was ”taking the piss…” that she was ”pissed off”. Um. Okay. Are you really mah-dear? So you and your butt-kissing compatriot can sit for 20-30 mins at a time waxing lyrical about shoes, hair, and shopping while I am trying to work. Said arse-kisser can make (i exaggerate not) 20-40 personal calls per day, during working hours… that is OK? But, a little harmless surfing between tasks is worth demeaning me and swearing at me in front of witnesses?

Riiight. Did I mention that I rather hated this job? I did? Ok.

My last day was rather sad anyway – swearing aside. At 3pm there was cake and tea with the 2 people who could be bothered to come and say goodbye. I took the remaining sad little cake around to the other employees – on the instruction of my manager – as a means of saying ta-ta.

I had a few half hearted goodbyes. Some genuinely curious enquiries into what i am doing next (moving from finance to the charity sector). Oh, and one hug.

Never mind. Maybe I was naive to think that a sh*tty 10 months was going to be topped off by a great send off – that’ll teach me.

Since being at home (on the time I have off between jobs) I am finding that I am rather bored and lonely.

I live alone and have few friends, yet I am rarely bored or lonely.

There is a strange empty feeling that has crept over me, and I don’t quite know what it is. Maybe it is simply that, as a member of the workforce, I am used to having my time occupied. How often are we truly left to our own devices, with no outside pressure about how we spend our time? This next week coming up is truly mine, to do with as I wish.

By Jove, I think I’ve got it! I think I have just clocked what I am feeling. I am feeling something akin to ‘peace’. The inner peace that comes from knowing that I do not have to go back to my job on Monday. The peace of knowing that mistakes I have made, amount to nothing (to me personally anyway, muthafunkers!). Finally, I have the peace of knowing that - from this point forward - my evenings are my own – I probably took work home at least 10 times at my old job; these were big tasks from Christmas (!!!!) to about a week ago, that took me hours. My new job is designed slightly differently and hopefully it has been designed well enough that I can finish tasks in working hours/ it is being managed by someone who can tell the time and has a clue how long these tasks take (chuckles).

I have some high hopes in moving forward. I see no point in being bitter – I’ll save that for my old workmates (giggle).

I hope I can meet my new job with positivity and enthusiasm and tackle any demons it brings me head on!

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