- Cheerleader: I am never gonna be captain again!
- Callie: You know, I was… I was fired from a job recently-
- Cheerleader: You were fired from being a doctor and they let you cut open my ass?!
- Callie: Okay, shut your trap for eight seconds and let me finish. I didn’t get fired from being a doctor, I got fired from being being like, well our version of squad captain. Which is mostly about organizing crap… not about surgery.
- Cheerleader: So?
- Callie: So, I got to go back to the part that I like… which is kind of a gift. –Grey’s Anatomy
Match started his new job this week, and the good news is we’re both thrilled to have him working again. The bad news is his schedule is completely opposite of mine. He’s working nights and doesn’t come home til I’m already at work. It could be worse-at least this way we do get to eat dinner together and visit a bit before he’s out the door at 10 to make his commute to work, right as I’m getting ready for bed.
It’s hard not sleeping next to him, but so far we’ve been managing. I think the worst part of it was finding out that we don’t have any days off together. His days off are midweek, and mine are the weekend. Still, it could be worse. It could be the military schedule where I might not see him for weeks at a time. So I’m looking at the positive. Also, this is a temporary job. When I start to get sad that we won’t be able to plan to do things together on the weekends, I remind myself that it won’t be like this forever. We’re still talking about moving somewhere else after the wedding, and then who knows what will happen. We’ve talked about moving anywhere from Oregon to Wyoming, to Texas. If we did head that way, I’d check outÂ Fort Worth property management for a good place to live.
Getting used to the new schedule at home has been tough, and then to top it off work was really stressful for a couple of days. On Tuesday I exchanged a few emails with my manager, and by the end of it, I thought I was in major trouble and might be getting the ax. It turns out I was just being mellow dramatic, but it still freaked me out.
Bottom line was this: they offered me a “promotion” that would increase my commute to two hours, cause a lot of stress because I’d be working in San Francisco training with a coworker, getting home hours later than usual (cutting down on my already limited time with Match) and the kicker? I wouldn’t be getting a raise. That’s right, zip, zero, zilch. So I came home in kind of a furry because I didn’t know what to do. How do you politely decline such a grand offer? Can you hear the sarcasm folks?
Now as you all know, I am not that happy with my job, but a new stressful schedule isn’t going to change that. I don’t actually mind my job when it’s busy. I love helping my clients, and my clients love me. I don’t want to do it forever though. I just felt like taking this next step would push me further and further into a career I already feel stuck in. I guess it’s nice to know they don’t want to lose me, but giving me a fake promotion with no real benefits to me is a weak sauce way of keeping me on board, don’t you think?
I’m hoping I can make this job last until after the wedding, or until Match gets a job that will support the both of us (while I look for something I really want), whichever comes first. As much as I may complain about the job, having all the free time right now is really helpful with the wedding planning. Plus I’ve had a lot more time for this blog, and for keeping up with you, my dear bloggy friends. Now if I could somehow manage to support myself on that and planning my wedding…well, that would be living the dream wouldn’t it?
Have you ever been offered a “promotion” where you really got nothing out of it?