So I Started My New Job And….

I was meant to write this last week but I was busy sleeping and doing other things on my two day off.

So I started my new job and let me tell you, it’s been one heck of an eye opener.

I’m learning so much and I’ve only been at it since Friday the 12th of January. I was meant to start earlier but head office claimed they never got my details so they just delayed things.

This new job I’m doing is by far THE hardest thing I’ve ever done (apart from moving away). It’s physically and mentally demanding.

(I work in a hotel by the way).

The hospitality industry is pretty nuts. I’ve worked in fast paced environments before but nothing like the world of housekeeping. I have absolutely no shame in admitting my new career choice. I do have a feeling it’s going to be one of my many temp jobs I’ll hold down in my life. I’ll explain why later.

Fast forward to a week and I’m starting to feel like I’m getting nowhere with this job. I’m a small person who doesn’t have the strength to be physically active all day long. It’s exhausting. And the feedback I’m getting is kinda making me worried that even they can see I’m not really improving much. They can see I’m trying (really hard by the way) but I’m not where I’m meant to be. I know I haven’t been there long but I’m starting to think I won’t make it much longer.

The amount of travelling I do (3 hours every day in total) and the amount of money I spend on travel is making me question whether it’s seriously even worth me continuing. I wake up between 3.45am and 4.15am to leave home at 6 to be at the train for 6.25am where I then travel for an hour and then walk about 20 minutes to get to work. I leave work anytime between 4 and half 5, and don’t get in the home in the door till after 7 or 8 at times.

It’s nuts. Hence why I keep questioning my reasoning for going back every day. For the hour I do, I don’t think I’m going to even come anywhere near close to the money I spend on travel.

It really does suck.

We don’t get paid till the end of the month and I have a fear that I’m not going to get paid till next month for some reason. If that’s the case, I’ll have to leave, because I won’t be able to afford anything. My savings have pretty much dried up, and there wasn’t much in there to begin with.

Don’t get me wrong, the job itself isn’t so bad, and the people I work with are great, it’s just a lot of hard work. Nothing like I’ve ever done before. It’s really starting to take its toll on me both physically and mentally.

I don’t know what I should or want to do. I don’t want to quit but at the same time, I don’t want the shame of them having to let me go. We’ve already had one person quit literally after ONE day. Still don’t know the real reason why she left. No one does as she refused to give anyone a reason.

Anywhoo, I had my day to recover from the Monday madness, and boy was it madness. Best part is, I get to do it all again tomorrow. So early night in bed for me.

As much as I hate being unemployed, the thought of being on welfare kills me even more. Jobs are hard to come by and I don’t even know if I’d be able to even living allowances.

It’s a doggy dog word out there I tell you.

Best get to bed. I’ll end this post with what my world of work is like.

P.s My place of work isn’t as bad as this, but it is pretty funny ^_^

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