I know it's been a while, around 7 months to be exact. When I first started this blog I was hoping to use it as a tool to be able to express myself, but then so many things happened and I kinda of forgot about it. But now I'm back....hopefully on a regular basis....hopefully.....
Anyway, in these past months I have graduated from college, became an aunt and moved back home. During the months I before I graduated.....actually before I even started college, I had it all figured out. I would go to college, graduate, get a well paying job, get married, have children....you know, live the American dream and whatnot. Sadly, I was mistaken, terribly (and sometimes miserably) mistaken.
I tried desperately to find a job before I graduated. Nothing seemed to work out. I did manage to get this job at a marketing company. I was really excited because my minor was in marketing and I really enjoyed that career field. I should have known something was up when I put my application in and they called me the same day for an interview. When I got to the place for my interview there were a lot of candidates there applying for the same job. My interview went well and I was hired.
I was excited about this because some friends and I were trying to get an apartment and needed steady jobs to qualify of course and in my interview the boss said the average earnings were $4,000 a month. Now I'm not stupid and I figured that once you were more established in the company you would earn this. Nevertheless, I was thrilled at the prospect of having a "real grown-up" job.
When I got there I saw that other people were applying for the job and I asked how many they usually hire here and an employee informed me that many people quit the job (strike 1). As the work day began one of the employees decided he need a bit of "liquid courage" to start off his day (strike 2). My "trainer" went to pull her car around because since I was "in training" we were supposed to car pool so she could show me the ropes. Her car was full of old beer cans and red cups and cigarette butts. It was the most disgusting thing. I would have been embarrassed to have anyone in my car like that. At part of me wanted to just leave right then and there but I decided to stick it out because I was still getting paid for this. The lady and her husband (who also worked there) were the most unprofessional people I ever met in my life. They were cursing the whole time and between the two of them smoked about 7 packs in one day (strike 3).
What the boss had failed to mention during the interview was that this job was nothing but being a glorified door to door salesperson. Literally, we went from business to business trying to sell people discounted items from IHOP and other businesses. It was so stupid the whole time I kept thinking who in their right mind wants to buy something from us when they are at their own jobs trying to make money??? The couple who were "training me" were horrible. They kept stopping to get gas every ten minutes which I really found to be a smoke break and he left the car running while getting the gas (strike 4). The only thing that kept me going was the thought that I was getting paid for this.
Finally, the day was over and we met back at the main office for debriefing or whatever you want to call it. The boss asked if we sold anything and we told her only one item. She said ok you two will split those earnings and hopefully you'll do better next tomorrow.....excuse me??? (FYI, the item cost $20 so that means I would only get $10) I didn't spend all day with these dirty trailer trash people just to get $10, so I asked her about it. "Oh, yea this is a commission based job, and you'll only get $5 today because I split that cost too. I forgot to tell you that" (strikes 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, all the strikes).
She forgot? I was about to forget who I was and cuss out everyone in the room at that point because the boss had clearly gone over the hourly pay and training pay with me during the interview and this was not mentioned at all. Needless to say I could see why there were so many people quitting this job. It wasn't a job at all. If anything it was like prostitution...you know going out doing all the dirty work for the pimp and coming back and handing over your money. Although this "business" was legit I was through right then and there......
Ever since then things have been going down hill. I couldn't find a job after graduation and couldn't get the apartment so I had to move back home. Which isn't very fun at all. I had been so used to being on my own for the past 4 years it was so hard to adjust back to having rules and not being able to do things my own way.
Nothing seems to go right here either. All my friends are miles away and there's rarely anyone to hang out with or talk to and I'm too broke to go see them and it's extremely frustrating and lonely. I feel like I'm living in the land of the lost because all my "plans" went south in a hurry. No job, no money, no friends. I struggle daily trying to find something to do with myself and it's very miserable.
But I try desperately to keep positive and hopefully things will start looking up soon.
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