(January 11, 2016 at 2:42 am)Thena323 Wrote:(January 10, 2016 at 4:53 pm)*Deidre* Wrote: A good litmus test in determining how enamored you are with your job/career, is how do you feel on Sunday afternoon/evening, before the work week begins? Are you filled with a sense of dread? That probably means you need a change.
Brings to mind the worst job I ever had. Working twelve hour shifts, no less.
I stayed for one month, and it was the longest of month of my life.
It was the only one that generated a true sense of dread at the thought of returning to work every day. Coming up on the building, just before pulling into the parking lot, literally made me feel like vomiting. Going on break made me feel as if I'd won the state lottery, and returning would often bring me to the verge of tears. I'd had other stressful, demanding jobs, but something about that particular one was unbearable.
As a standard practice, I never quit my previous jobs before I started a new one. I would change shifts, use vacation hours, change to PRN status, or any combination therein, to stay on long enough to ensure that I would transition well into the new job first. It paid off in that instance for certain; I still had a job and steady paycheck, as I resumed my search greener pastures.
What was this job? The worst one.
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.
