New Job Update

I got my 30 day review yesterday… about a week late. Something I need to remember for my reviewer’s review.

So far, it’s going well. During my review they said they’re pleased with my performance. I’ve made a few small mistakes here and there, which is to be expected from someone who hasn’t been working there very long. Thankfully, they’re patient enough not to go ballistic about it on the few occasions I messed up. They simply brought the mistakes to my attention and gave me pointers on how to avoid making the same mistakes again.

While they’re pleased with my performance, I am satisfied with the job too. It’s certainly not the worst job I’ve ever had. The work is mostly simple. There is enough work (usually) to keep me busy all day without feeling rushed, so the days go by fairly quickly. My new coworkers are nice and mostly cool.

I’m glad I finally made the change and went with this job. Just the schedule change alone was worth it, but the fact that I’m making more money doing something that isn’t running me ragged like my last job is icing on the cake.

A New Chapter in Life

Sep12 by Revis Edgewater

I am not a big fan of change. I prefer to stay in places and situations where I feel comfortable. Because of that, I will sometimes stay somewhere that I should be moving on from. There are a couple jobs I’ve had that I should have left long before I did, for various reasons, but I stuck with them just because I didn’t want to change.

Today was the start of something different for me, though. I started a new job today. I can’t say for sure whether I like it or not yet, because it’s hard to really tell much about a job based on an orientation meeting and a couple hours of training, but it will bring about some big changes for me. First, it’s more money than my last job. Second, and more importantly (to me, at least), is a much better schedule. Honestly, I would have taken my old salary someplace as long as they improved my schedule.

I don’t really have much negative to say about the last place I was working. They treated me well. The work, while sometimes hectic, really wasn’t all that hard most of the time. I just had two big problems with it. One: I clocked in at 3:30 a.m. That meant I had to wake up at 2:30 a.m. in order to get ready and make it to work on time. When you have to wake up that early for work, you have two choices. You can either go to bed early, and miss out on time with your family, or you can barely sleep. I chose the latter and barely slept.

Two: I had to work at least one day on the weekends. When they first instituted this policy, they made me work Saturdays. I finally got to the point to where I started refusing to work on Saturday and they let me come in on Sundays instead.

At my new job, I’ll be starting work at 7, Monday through Friday. Weekends off.

Hopefully, the work is as good as the schedule. If it’s not, that’ll suck, but I’ll deal with it to be able to work the days and hours that I need to.

New Job Nerves

Apr25 by Revis Edgewater

I started a new job on Monday. It’s a permanent job, which means I don’t have to go through a temp agency anymore. Since I’ve been going through a temp agency for over a year now, I’m used to starting up at new places. So, going to sleep Sunday night, I wasn’t thinking too much about it, but apparently, my subconscious was.

I dreamt Sunday night that Newb and I were walking into my old place of employment (which is weird in itself, as he was fired a month ago) at 1 in the afternoon (I never went in at 1 there. It was either 10 or 2:30). I went in as I always did, but, for some reason, this time everyone was looking at me with a strange expression on their faces. Finally, I ran into my supervisor, who asked me what the hell I was doing there. I asked him what he was talking about. That’s when he reminded me that I had called him on Friday to tell him that I had a new job (I actually did call him Friday to tell him that). I panicked. I ran back out to my car and took off down the interstate, and for some reason Newb was going with me (I’m still not sure what the hell that was all about). Halfway to my new job, which at this point I would’ve been over 5 hours late for, I see flashing lights in my rearview mirror. I pulled over and before the cop could walk up to my window, that’s when my alarm went off.

So far, this new job seems like it will work out for me. The work isn’t too hard, but there’s a lot of things that I’ll have to learn and that’ll take me a little time. The guys there already like me 1000 times more than the guy I’m replacing (he’s moving to California, I’m not forcing him out of his job.) Hopefully, this will work out for me and I won’t have to be job hunting any time soon.