It’s been just over 6 months since I quit my job from hell & started the long journey of getting my life back. I detested my old job. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t ALWAYS hate it. When I first started, on my birthday in 2010, I loved it. My co-workers were amazing, I still keep in touch & meet up with the majority of them to this day.
The job sucked the life out of you.
I learnt so much technical wise, I loved the fact I got to fix computers day in and day out, getting my head around fixes for the latest computer viruses, the crazy psychopathic customers I used to talk to such as “Mr ‘The Chinese are trying to hack me & steal my money’ X” or “Mr ‘Oh I never look at porn even though I clearly got a porn site related virus’ India”. Who could forget 9am on one Saturday morning when a customer had a webcam problem and while remotely fixing it, it turned on and there he was naked with the camera aimed at his penis. Not something you *really* want to be before eating your breakfast if you can help it LOL
I miss those parts of the job from hell.
I hated the way you were treated like shit 90% of the time, the way the place became depressing, the feeling you got in the mornings when you knew you were working til midnight that day, the way the place made me so physically ill that every month I’d come down with a chest or stomach infection and worse… being diagnosed with IBS and the doctor demanding I take a month off work but saying no as I knew that I would have been fired if I did. The way the management made you feel so guilty for taking a day off ill, being put on “probation” because you were ill, even though it was the place itself running me down. Staff quitting, new staff arriving, staff quitting, a crazy high turnover rate of staff in & out, all saying the same thing.
The place sucked life away from you.
Then out of the blue, I got a phone call from the HR Manager of an IT Company asking me if I was interested in a job with them. Instantly I said yes, I interviewed for it. 2 weeks later, I got the job after being headhunted.
It was a blessing in disguise.
March 1st will be 6 months since I started with them. I love every minute of it. It took me quitting my old job and starting my new one to finally realise what I wanted to do with my life. I know that I’m on the right track career wise, I am happier in myself. Instead of being ill every month, it was over 5 months since I was last ill, I recently got gastritis and am still on medication for another 3 weeks but I’m so much stronger than I used to be. It’s crazy to think that stress in a job could make you so physically ill.
Refreshing because I’m now in a job I love, I don’t hate a single thing about it, I have no complaints. I’m in a job where they actually treat you like a human being, they don’t make you feel bad if you take a day or two off ill which I did recently. They don’t shout at you like you’re children, I get amazing benefits, better pay, it’s closer to home and I’m learning so much more than I could have possibly imagined. I am not stressed up to my eye balls, we have quiet periods when I can breathe and play some games, read up on tech news, brush up on knowledge base fixes, laugh and joke around. I even get weekends to myself again, which is something I still feel so weird about after the job from hell!
I am finally happy & long may it continue!