Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week were pure hell. Serious issues with one of our customers took up most of my time, and occupied my thoughts when I wasn't actually working on the system. Wednesday I was on-site working until 6:30, didn't get home until almost 8, then we were out the door on our way to Virginia.
Driving to Virginia this customer weighed on my mind, as well as some unpleasant thoughts about my job. I'm not a fan of what I do. I would say 75% of the time it's a 9-5 job, then there's the on-call weeks that frequently involve customers calling at 7pm, 3am... nights, weekends, holidays you name it. We work with mainly public safety companies, and they never close. I was working Christmas Eve when most of my co-workers were not, I was on-call Easter weekend, and Thanksgiving Eve I was still working at 6, over an hour away from my home. All of this would be acceptable if there was compensation, financial or some other kind of recognition, but promises are made and never followed up on.... but I digress.
Somewhere along my drive anxiety peaked, and then began to fade. I was driving away from work, and didn't have to deal with it for the next 4 days. I took a deep breath and kept driving.
Thankful for... days off
1 comments:
Liz, exactly what do you do? I know it's technical, but explain it more, would you?
I'm sorry it's not the best. I have never had a job I've liked. Therefore, I'm a bit freaked about committing to 3 years of school towards a job I have no idea about. Could you do something else with your expertise and education?
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