I have had enough.
I am home today, sick with some sort of amorea phlebitis or some such nonsense. I had to fight tooth and nail with my boss for these sick days. So while resting at home (in between bouts of dashing to the toilet and trying not to throw up while watching Darkman) I get several phone calls at home today and emails, that I call the office. So I do. I am then asked to contact Orbitz to reschedule his flight. From home. So I do. I am on the phone for at least an hour (my cell phone — my personal minutes) trying to negotiate the flight. I finally get it to go through, and then I need the credit card number. So I have to get on my girlfriend’s cell phone to call the office so they can give me the credit information. I get it, then hang up. The guy tells me that they STILL cannot process it, because the credit card will not go through.
I hang up and call the office, ask to speak to my boss. He says, hold on, we’ll get you another credit card. When he gets back on the line, I yell at him. I tell him under no circumstances am I going to stay on the line any longer with the airline. They are going to have to handle it. He tells me that the “pissed off attitude” is unacceptable and inappropriate. I say, “As appropriate as contacting someone at home when they are trying to convalesce?” He says, “You know we all make a lot of sacrifices for this company.”
Did I mention I work for a company that cleans and maintains shopping carts and grocery equipment? We steamclean dirt off of baby carriages, we’re not handling fucking government secrets.
I tell him that I will handle it tomorrow, because if I stay on the line with him for five more seconds I’m going to fucking explode. I will probably cave in his skull with a 5″ front swivel horn (retail price $5.35) or possibly strangle him with a baby seat belt (retail price $2.50). He continues to berate me, so I hang up.
I have had enough.
I am going to quit tomorrow. This will mean that I don’t have a job. I already didn’t have insurance, so no loss there. But I have already been having a hard time finding work, because I have too much education and I need a high pay rate because of cost of living plus student loans. The degree I paid for is causing me to be unable to find work.
So if anyone in the Los Angeles area knows of anyone who needs a slightly volatile, extremely talented, overeducated lawn gnome, please contact me at priscogospel@hotmail.com. I will furnish you a copy of either of my resumes if you think it can get me work. I am definitely serious about this. I will do virtually anything. (Except wait tables. Me and waitering do not agree with each other.)
I am about to be fucking unemployed. But it’ll be worth it to get the fuck out of that terrible job.
Yikes. I seriously think that quitting is a good idea in your situation, that takes the prize in terms of work treating you like shit.
I was in a similarish situation a while back (horrendously persistant colleague = quitting time, unfortunately I still had college to pay for) I pretty much whored myself out to online copy writing firms. It’s boring as hell, and believe me writing about stuff like insurance will suck out your soul, but it’s easy money. Something to look into perhaps?
I agree with AtO. Check out some freelance writing gigs to supplement whatever you find. I wish I knew someone in your area that could help you out. I wish it hadn’t come down to this, but sometimes your mental/physical health has to take priority over income. Let me know if I can do anything else to help.