I’m going to let the first sentence of this post speak for itself

I GOT THE JOB!!!!!

Ok, I had to get that out of my system.

I was big time hitting the Panic Button yesterday afternoon, and I ended up reaching out to the recruiter again. I got her voicemail (again), and was try to shut my anxiety the hell up and convince it that I wasn’t being ghosted. By a company. Is that even a thing?

(To be fair, I’ve followed enough of my friends’ job searches that I have seen that yes, this is a thing.)

Anyway, she called back while I was getting my haircut and she emailed me a draft of my offer letter. The only thing missing was when my orientation would be. I put my notice in at work, and so far so good. The store manager is refusing to even look at me, but that’s better than him freaking out. I’m assuming my immediate supervisor will flip out when she gets back from vacation next week, and her boss, who is back tomorrow, will also be very unhappy and I’m sure I’ll hear about it.

But good news – orientation is Friday after I get done at work. I had mentioned to my recruiter that things might go south once I put my notice in and asked if there was any wiggle room for me to start early. That’s the advantage of doing the orientation this week – hopefully I won’t need it, but if I do, maybe I can start early.

My anxiety is running at full bore since putting in my notice. I had a good conversation with one of the managers, and he made me feel much better about the whole thing. Part of me feels like I’m abandoning them. I mean, they’ve done a lot for me over the past year – gave me full time hours even though I was part time, finally (finally) promoted me. And then two weeks later, I leave.

But at the same time, they held me where they wanted me for how many months? There was a store reorganization a number of months ago, and they never informed the general store that there were a number of management positions open. They put the people into the positions they wanted, and stuffed the rest where was left over. I didn’t hear about all of this until applications were closed and they were doing interviews.

Dick move.

So yeah, they’ve done a lot for me, but they’ve done a lot to hold me down.

Now that I think of things that way, they aren’t worth my anxiety. They aren’t worth my stress. They aren’t worth damaging my mental health.

So I’m going to move on to my new job with a clear conscience and hopes for a brighter future without burning any bridges and holding my head up.

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