I’m taking what they’re giving

I started working again a few weeks ago. I have been avoiding making mention of it here because I wasn’t so sure how it was going to work out for me. I wouldn’t consider it to be my ideal job, but it is paying the same as my last job did, and I was hired with the expectation that I would be promoted to a salaried position within a couple of months -provided I grew to like the job, and that they liked me.

After a few weeks of working there, I have started to enjoy it. Keep in mind that for all my life I have worked at businesses that were owned and operated by someone that was on site all the time. This is the first time that I have worked in an environment where everyone had someone else to answer to, and the attitudes of my supervisors show it. This is quite literally the first job I have ever had that didn’t involve some form of verbal abuse from my immediate supervisor, it is quite a welcome change. I don’t exactly do a happy dance before I go in each day, but at the same time I don’t wish that I would suffer some horrible injury that would keep me from being able to go either (which is something that I did for the last three years or so at my last job -which is actually quite sad when I think about it.).

The reason that I wasn’t sure if I was going to like the job is that the position that I am working towards (also the one that I actually interviewed for) is going to be a graveyard shift. In theory, I thought that I didn’t want to work the graveyard shift, but after a couple of weeks of working 4pm to midnight, the thought of working overnight has started to seem better. As it is now, I don’t actually get home until almost 2 in the morning, at which point I do my best to not wake up the wife since she has to get up at 5 to get ready for work. Were I working the graveyard shift, we would be able to spend the evenings together and I would leave for work just as she was going to bed, and I would be sleeping while she was at work. That would be great for her since she would be able to sleep without being groped, something that hasn’t happened since we got together.

Whether or not I decide to take the graveyard position, I think I will be to a management position within six months or so, just by learning the procedures and being there every day. At the very least, I will be making the same amount as I made at my last job without any of the endless crap that came along with it.

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