Full time… Here I come!
So I just got word this morning that my part-time job is now [finally] becoming full-time. Thank God. I have been looking for a long time. One of the employees there is transferring to a different department. Apparently his new position is effective immediately. I start on night shift Monday. Night shift is the spot I wanted. Granted the job is an hour and a half from my home, this is still a blessing. This may not be THE best job ever but it sure checks a lot of my boxes off. Is there ever a ‘best job’ out there? I don’t think so. I think you have to weigh out the pros and cons and find out what is most important for you. For me, it’s the stability of a regular pay check. With this new-found permanent position, I also get free health insurance. Not many places offer that anymore. When I worked for Memorial (the 2nd largest employer in the County), I had to pay $61 every two weeks. That adds up.
I get to sit down in air conditioning for the whole shift. When I was working at the Post Office I had to run and sweat my ass off the whole time. I’ll take this over that any day. I have heard that full-time employees get a Christmas bonus also. A Christmas bonus? What the hell is that? On your birthday they give you a gift card for the movies and dinner. What a treat. Now I can stop job searching. No more of monster.com or indeed.com or all the other employment websites. I literally checked several of those websites every single day. Changing from part-time to full-time includes a pay raise. Not sure how much more but as long as its going up is all that matters. And last but not least, I get a free gym membership. Now I will have to work out.
One downfall is certain co-workers. But any time you gather a large group of people together there is bound to be some friction. I just pray that my name stays out of the drama and the gossip. I want to be left alone to just do my job. I want to show up and clock in and clock out. I am not looking for a new best friend and I don’t care about climbing that ladder. I just need a radio so I can dispatch. So thank you God for sending a full-time job my way. And I pray that I remember all these lovely things about working there in a month or two when I am stressed out and pissed off and ready to quit.