As an outgrowth of lee's "demoted" thread: do you have a situation where you left a job for a new one, only to really, really regret it?
I just went through something like that. In another thread I mentioned that I was leaving my low-paying cable TV job for one with a legal services firm that would pay me better. Both video jobs, but there the similarity ends.
Old job:
After two days of realizing what I'd given up for this job, I was so demoralized that I couldn't sleep. I kept drinking to try to get to sleep, but only gave myself a massive hangover the third morning. So I called in sick, talked to my old boss (to see if my job was still there), and the fourth morning I walked in with my resignation.
You know, I had a dead-end job like that once before, and I held onto it for years, fooling myself into believing I was happy. It was only after I got fired, went through the inevitable depression and came out on the other side that I realized how spectacularly, unbelievably ****ty that job was.
I'm 50 years old now, man -- too old to put myself through that again. I'll find a second job to earn extra money if I have to, but I'm not putting myself back into another soul-crushing job again. Not even for better money.
Any of you have similar experiences?
I just went through something like that. In another thread I mentioned that I was leaving my low-paying cable TV job for one with a legal services firm that would pay me better. Both video jobs, but there the similarity ends.
Old job:
- worked in the same town where I live
- had great co-workers
- most work done as a team
- had minimal equipment to haul around
- did lots of in-studio work
- lots of creative aspects to the job
- more "upwardly-mobile"
- worked downtown; horrendous traffic & gas usage
- co-workers had the personality of wallpaper paste
- most work done all alone
- had lots of equipment to haul around
- had to haul that stuff frequently; all location work, spread out all over northern Ohio
- absolutely no creativity to the job; had to follow a rigid format
- did not use many "tools of the trade"; basically a career-dead end
After two days of realizing what I'd given up for this job, I was so demoralized that I couldn't sleep. I kept drinking to try to get to sleep, but only gave myself a massive hangover the third morning. So I called in sick, talked to my old boss (to see if my job was still there), and the fourth morning I walked in with my resignation.
You know, I had a dead-end job like that once before, and I held onto it for years, fooling myself into believing I was happy. It was only after I got fired, went through the inevitable depression and came out on the other side that I realized how spectacularly, unbelievably ****ty that job was.
I'm 50 years old now, man -- too old to put myself through that again. I'll find a second job to earn extra money if I have to, but I'm not putting myself back into another soul-crushing job again. Not even for better money.
Any of you have similar experiences?