September 25, 2004
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*Sigh...call center work, how I loath thee. So it looks like I am going to sell my soul again. The unemployment department called me with a job in a call center that starts at $18.24 an hour. I don't know exactly what type of center it is, but I know its steady Mon-Fri 8am-6pm. So it looks like I am going to be a call center whore again. I just need a job so bad I'm going to take it. The reason I didn't want to get back into that type of work again (other than the fact call centers suck in general) is because of the money. Its damn good money and you won't find another job out there that pays that without a college education. The problem with the money is it turnes into this vicious cycle. You learn to live as a single person on $18.25/hr and you have all this money to blow. Then when the job get really really bad your to affraid to quit. Your comfortable not only in your job, but in the money. But then I am stuck working my ass off and slowly degenerating into a psychotic bitch because I'm so mentally stressed I lash out at my boyfriend and have no time to go to school.
Blah, it pisses me off somtimes because I get so woried with my boyfriend and him going to school that somtimes I forget about myself. All the stress of money has been on me and not my boyfriend. I need to find a way to bring this up to him without him feeling like shit. Although there are times I do wonder if he cares and is just enjoying my being the money maker. I know this isn't true, although I will hand him the lazy award because he is that.
Meh...to much thinking makes my head hurt!
Comments (7)
YAY for a well-paying regular job! Sorry you think you'll hate it, though. Hopefully, you'll be able to sock some of the extra money away for when you are at the end of your rope.
Good luck with your new job and I hope every thing works out.
But... Wait... This means you can't devote all your time to me anymore! :O!!
Just kidding. I'm really glad you got a job. That pay is incredible, too! Good luck, Beth!
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TI-VO?? I wish!! We don't have it here.
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I have a feeling that's not a xanga
This is why the internet is evil. You try something as simple and innocent as googling up your girlfriend's email address just for fun, and get smacked with an eBrick.
"All the stress of money has been on me and not my boyfriend." So that's where "all the stress" went. I was wondering why I'd been feeling so relieved and carefree lately.
"I need to find a way to bring this up to him without him feeling like shit." Hmm... you could try waiting until he stumbles across your Xanga site through google.
"Although there are times I do wonder if he cares and is just enjoying my being the money maker." Well, wonder no more! I thoroughly enjoy feeling useless and impotent. The joy I feel when your mother pays the rent far outweighs the shame of accepting her charity.
"I will hand him the lazy award because he is that." Pot: "You're black." Kettle: "Golly, you're right I... hey, wait."
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