Soooo, its been awhile.
A lot has happened and I’ll still be sticking to my usual writing theme, but we’re all going to take a trip together for this one. The whole thing can be summarized by the below GIF, but its story time.
Also, for anyone that might want to tell me I should take this post down, I don’t need to hear it and I’m not embarrassed of what happened or how I handled things!!! If a future employer sits me down and I choose to share this story and they side with the company, I’m heading for the hills anyway! AND while this includes details, it doesn’t include everything, so keep that in mind if you decide to form an unsavory opinion about me and my choices.
So, I started a new job with a fairly large corporation in my area and as you’ve probably gathered by now, I resigned after 3 weeks.
Red flags as far as the eye can see, ya’ll.
I ignored it taking 6 weeks to on-board me in the beginning because sometimes these things take time. Whatever. I had multiple phone interviews with various members of the department where I explained my other obligations (school and another job) and everything was peachy keen until I arrived at the department. I agreed to work 2 days a week. I was told when I got there that I had to complete a mandatory 5 week full-time training even though I had been asking for an itinerary for how training was going to go since I got hired (3 weeks prior). They said they were able to work around my other job, but, um, how is that being shown in this situation? RED FLAG!!!
I was never introduced to the team or even told so much as where the bathroom was by my supervisor. While rude, this isn’t cause to leave.
I then realized that….ummm…I wasn’t even being trained for the job title I agreed to take on? “cross-training” is how that one was justified (for weeks). RED. FLAG.
After two weeks of my confusing training from a supervisor that didn’t really have the time to give, I asked about my schedule for when training was over. I was supposed to work one day during the week and one day during the weekend (and work another job and be in graduate school). This was always the plan (but that isn’t how they tell it). However, After asking twice in a week, I still didn’t get an answer. What I did get was a lovely email from my supervisor acting like they had no idea what I was talking about and proceeded to give me all the instances I apparently agreed to working all weekend AND a day during the week. Chill in person, a shark in writing. That’s business sometimes, but not appreciated.
I could go on and on about how the job offer and attitudes of the higher-ups changed as soon as they thought they had me for good, but I think the tone is set for how it was going. Young person, student, was clear about prior responsibilities and commitments, ignored and manipulated, etc. Great! I can be done explaining that part.
OH, how could I forget? I didn’t get paid and my supervisor’s response was “call HR”. 3 visits to the HR office, 10 (I counted) phone calls, and with no help from anyone, I got my check 4 days late. Waiting for a few weeks for pay in a brand new job is normal, but this was 2 days short of a full month for me. RED. FLAG. AND. NOT. COOL.
*cough cough* did I mention nepotism?
Unexpectedly working full-time for 5 weeks and hoping the rest of your life and obligations can stay on hold for that long takes a toll on the mind and body. Not to mention the disrespect and confusion I was met with when trying to get clarity. I don’t even think they knew what was going on, and if they did, they didn’t care enough to tell me. Many followers here either don’t know me or haven’t interacted with me in years, but I’m skilled (and trained) in communication and made every effort to ask questions before I came to my decision.
My mental and physical health was (and still is) suffering, but I tried to stick it out because adjusting to a new job is always uncomfortable. 5 days into the job I ended up in the emergency room because of a stress-induced migraine from hell. I thought I was dying, couldn’t communicate, couldn’t move, and my boyfriend was terrified. The following day my supervisor called to ask how I was (kudos), but also to ask if I was able to return to work the day immediately following. I STILL decided to stick with it after that.
However, I was driving home one weekend to visit family and was almost involved in a multiple car collision on a highway. I, very literally, escaped this incident by inches. BUT, I thought to myself “I wish I were in that wreck because I wouldn’t have to go to work on Monday.” I’m 20 years old. 20. I don’t have kids, I have another source of income, why am I putting up with this? I couldn’t come up with an answer so I wrote up a letter of resignation and was set to quit come Monday. I didn’t think offering 2 weeks would be reasonable, as I was still being trained and had only been there for 2 weeks. Long story short(er), they asked for 4 and I said 2 was generous given the circumstances. I come to work the next day honestly feeling pathetic. I still needed help doing EVERYTHING and the department was the slowest I’ve seen it since I started. They did not need me and I spent the day doing busy work. It was a power play. I worked one full day feeling like that and came home completely defeated. My stress level was so high during my time there that my hair was falling out and I needed to essentially sedate myself to even fall asleep. The next day I went in and told them I wasn’t going to do it, and I left. 2 weeks doing something a temp could do at a company I never want to return to and am considered ineligible for rehire at isn’t worth my health and sanity.
What did I learn?
- That 8/10 times employers will try to take advantage of young and inexperienced people.
- That if someone tries to take advantage of me, I don’t need to hold back.
- That no amount of money is worth my health and time with my family.
- That I don’t even have to list this on my resume!
- That if you have fundamental problems with something or someone, it probably won’t change.
- That failure can feel amazing.
I feel at peace and I’m incredibly proud of myself for leaving a toxic environment as soon as I realized I was in one.