So with the drooling economy and a genuinely ill job choice I find myself unemployed and walking back through the hell fire that is interviews and self-doubt. I dsilike the process but it definitely gives me the oppourtunity to look at things in a different light and to perhaps approach my next job in such a different way that I don't even begin to feel the malaise that sets in after the intial period of employment.
When fist begining a new job, I'm eager and so completely purposed for gaining knowledge and being an asset to the company and then I find that there is some sort of previously established heirarchy that must be suffered through and as with most other things in life, you must "play the game". There will be clique-y employees and surley co-workers and I'll have to tell myself repeatdly that I'm not here for them and they don't pay my bills and so on and so forth. The truth- I'm absolutely frightened at the idea of working on this job and not being able to make any headway. I would be delighted to find that this new postion is my niche and that I end up holding and flourishing with this job. Yes, at the ripe old age of 22 I've come to realise that the mortgage/rent is a good enough reason to be comitted to a 9 to 5.
I just want a steady paycheck and a work environment that I love, I don't believe that I'm asking alot but I do think that up until now I've been afraid to admit that to myself or anyone else. I'm tired of living at home with my parents and not being able to walk into my own place and see that things are just the way I've left them, not to mention I'd like to feel like I deserve to have someone waiting on me when I get there. I think I'm growing up, I can't be sure but this is certainly new terra firma.
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