Recently, I just quit a job that paid $15/hr plus tips, which pushed me to about $20/hr.
Well, glad you asked!
First, I was treated like an outcast from day one. The people were amicable enough to introduce themselves and provide the illusion off warmness and welcome; however, during the first month I noticed something peculiar about the way they operated as well as the dynamic of the place in general.
They were weirdoes.
And there were mostly girls.
Now, other than the obvious fact that women essentially dominate the workforce and the fact I’m more on the antisocial side, I still felt like I was being treated differently because I wasn’t exactly like them in what they talked about, how they took their jobs with comical seriousness, how anal retentive they were about everything and how sensitive they were regarding other people’s opinions and personalities.
Now, this post isn’t me bitch, moaning, and complaining about my job.
I made the choice to quit and don’t regret it at all.
I’m just pointing out the bullshit that’s happened in the workforce since I’ve been in it.
I work int he restaurant industry, an industry that can get on your nerves and be all out hell for those who are not ‘people’ people. Now, I’m not really a people person, but, I can navigate my way through almost any social environment. However, this place. . . the culture of it just didn’t sit right with me.
Not that I had anything against it, just that it had something against me.
There were two instances in which I was written up with no warning. No manager or shift lead came to me and brought the issue to my attention.
My first meeting was with the district managers. . .
Think about how ridiculous that is.
Why am I meeting district managers for an in-store issue that a shift lead or manager should be able to solve?
My second write up came the same way, without warning. This time though, I had the esteemed pleasure of meeting with the in-store managers and they had the esteemed pleasure of putting me on 90 day probation.
Now, for anyone that doesn’t see the inevitable firing about to occur, I just want you to know that I did see it occurring. . .
And I wasn’t going to stay around for it.
So, what did I do?
I put in a two week notice the next day.
And guess what?
They replaced me in two days.
Am I offended? Do I feel any type of way?
Not at all! Hopefully they hired another weirdo that fits in just right with the culture of the place.
So, what’s the point of all this?
Well, read the title. Know when to walk away from a job, a relationship, a circumstance, anything that doesn’t enrich your life and bring you peace of mind. If you feel like you’re being treated differently because of who you are, then the place you work at, the people you’re in a relationship with, don’t need to be in your life.
Never be afraid to walk away from anything that doesn’t benefit you, no matter how ‘good’ the pay is. No amount of money is worth your peace of mind nor sacrificing your values.
Hope this helps,