Post-a-day 2011: Dream Job & Worst Job

1 Feb

If I could have any job in the world it would be the job I currently have! A stay at home mom 🙂 Although this “job” isn’t always recognized as a job for those of us mothers who do stay at home know it can be very job-like! I cook, clean, do the laundry, run errands, and take care of everyone’s needs. Even if that means sometimes not taking care of my own needs. My second favorite thing about being a stay at home mom is that it gives me the opportunity to be crafty! Unlike most jobs, I don’t get a lunch break, I eat and “work” through lunch. My break starts during nap time and sometimes it’s not always a break. Most times I set aside at least 30 minutes to relax or be crafty but sometimes that’s the only time I get to take care of my needs (like showering). Then while most people who work a 9-5 job come home to dinner and relax time, I am still on the job. I’m making dinner and keeping E happy and playing with her until 8 p.m. when it’s bedtime. That’s my second break of the day and I don’t plan a single thing from 8-10 so I can spend some time with my husband. So while this job is most likely not a dream job to many, it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

The worst job I ever had.. I have seriously lucked out with jobs. I didn’t really hate any of the jobs I had except for one and it wasn’t the job itself that I hated. It was the people I was working with. Let me set the scene for you…

Imagine walking in the door in the morning and there’s a huge pile of work on your desk to do that isn’t really your responsibility to do but because someone else procrastinated it has become yours. Usually with a deadline that is almost ridiculous to the amount of work that’s left to do. Then while you are working on this ridiculous pile the procrastinater is explaining to you how horrible their life has been usually taking up more time then it would have if we had both just worked on it and gotten it done. Debbie-downer. Then the people who are waiting on this deadline are now mad at you, not the procrastinater .. you. Why? Because procrastinater says they gave you the work because they had more important things to do and that’s why it’s not done. Did I mention you received all this at 9 am and it’s due in an hour? But of course no-one knows that but you and the procrastinater. Then after all that headache you get to sit through meetings and lunches where everyone complains about life, how much work they have, how little time, how they aren’t getting paid enough, and how miserable they are only to put more of their work on your plate and off theirs. I can handle a boatload of work, I can handle deadlines when given in advanced, I can handle hard work. I cannot handle last-minute procrastinating debbie downers. I never realized how true it was that surrounding yourself with happy people really makes someone happy, and being surrounded by miserable people can bring the happiest person down. I went from becoming the bubbly, outgoing, fun-loving person I was to a complete negative nancy and it was affecting me even when I left work. It made my entire life miserable and I know I made B miserable too. 

What did I learn from all this? That I don’t stand up for myself enough, that if I ever do go back to work outside of the home that instead of the company interviewing me, I am going to do a lot more of interviewing them. I know that there is always going to be at least one person that isn’t ever happy with what they have but one compared to five would be a dream come true! I never want to work for a company that allows people to get away with the way I was being treated ever again.

To end on a happy note! I LOVE MY NEW JOB! And I’m sticking with it for as long as I can 🙂

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