So after countless of "I promise I will blog" to my sister from another mother, flo, I relaized that I have not kept my word. So here it is, my FIRST blog.
Work was good today, wow, never in a million years would I have said that "work was good today." If you knew me a couple of months ago, it would've been a different story. I would always complain, call in sick, complain some more and DREAD going to work. I even quoted " I would rather wipe Sadam Hussien's ass than work in that hell hole."
Now you're probably asking me, " Was it really that bad? " and my answer would be:
Picture this, you're in a tiny office, with no windows, ugly walls, dim lights and a small desk piled high with long, boring reports YOU HAVE TO FINISH ALL BY YOURSELF.
Now, you're probably saying "That's not that bad."
Ok, now add a room full of criminals next door? still not bad. yeah I thought so.
Yep, that's where I used to work, in Parole.
I have to say those months were HELL, sometimes, I would cry myself to sleep because I hated going to work in the mornings. Not only that, you know the feeling of uselessness? that's what I felt everyday. I tried hiding it, but my support system (friends) figured it out. Some told me to stay because of the money, some begged me to quit, because they saw how miserable I really was. Nevertheless, I quit even if I knew I was going to be unemployed. The moment I handed in my 2 weeks notice, I literally felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders!
The past is the past. All that matter now is the present.
I absolutely LOVE my job now! the people, the office, MY HUNKY BOSS, and this may sound completely materialistic, but I don't care- the moolah! YES!
After months of asking the one up above for a career that will make me happy, HE finally gave it to me!
No words can describe how THANKFUL I am.
It has been 2 weeks at this new job, and even though I'm dead tired every night, I still love what I do.
Ok, so I ranted about work.
Note to self: Better blogs, char, better blogs.
Posts
