Hey kiddies!
So... it's kinda sorta maybe been a while since I blogged, once again.
More specifically.. it's basically been a year, almost to the day, since I posted anything about this blog. As in anything, at all, not even a tweet. O_o
As the title of this post may lead on, I have once more become permanently resident at home, during the day. That's right, this morning I resigned from my job of almost two years.
Why have I done this, you may ask? Why would I leave a 'stable' employment for a non-paying, practically house-bound existence, complete with chores? Well, to be honest, the simple answer is - I was not happy. In fact, I was almost maniacally depressed.
I hadn't been happy at my (now former, as of Monday morning) place of employment for some time.
In the time between my posts about returning to corporate slavery (HERE and HERE (clickity click)) and now, I can only say that this has been one TURBULENT ride.
In between the ups and downs of learning to do a new job to proper proficiency, my standard, that is, I dealt with good friendships and crumbling ones, introducing a new relationship to my friends and family, also studying and exams... oh and changing cities and moving in with said new relationship. 2012 - 2013 has been quite something.
The truth about my former place of employment, was that it was not stable. At least it never seemed that way. Whilst I may have been there fore nearly two years, I was always in fear that my job was crumbling beneath me.
I held out, some people came and some people left. Eventually, we were boiled down to an incredibly strong, smart and hardworking team. Both fortunately and unfortunately, being strong of will and of mind may have been what kept us there, so unhappy, for so long.
The team I worked with, I grew close to. We worked in an emotionally draining environment and somehow, though we were beaten, almost always managed to motivate each other to stick in it, as 'things would get better'. I feel now that this was a lie we told ourselves, in order to stay motivated and not resign. This small team, which held that company up for much longer than it should have, became close friends of mine.
In the end, there were 5 of us, and slowly but surely things took a turn for the worse.
Working there got harder. Hours got longer (well outside of agreed contract hours). And it just never seemed to end. I was growing increasingly more depressed with the situation and felt like I would never get out. That and that I'd never have another job.
Until Monday. The team had been pushed so far in recent weeks, that none of us cared anymore. We resigned this morning, one after the other. Four staff members no longer work there. In such a small environment, you'd think that to be an unfortunate situation to be in.
To be honest, our resignation didn't appear to make a dent on the situation and that's ok. We left the company with our heads held high, proud of the courage we had together. Also, we then sat in a Mugg and Bean for about 3 hours after that, just talking crap and making jokes.
But no worries - I'm in a safe position for now - I'm going to concentrate on my studying and such while looking for a new job.
I'm outta here,
C.
P.S.... if you didn't grasp a point from the above.. I'm back! Yasssss. *crowd goes wild*
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