Please allow me to explain what lead up to this moment genuinely worth celebrating. Hello I'm @shello, the system can't hold me down any longer.
Me and Barbara at a real Hawaiian Luau! This gets it's own story!
Hold Firm to Your Work Agreement
I've shared about this before, that this time I was going to be strong about my expectations for this job and not let others walk all over me. I applied for the 7am-11am shift for part-time, but that ended up not being what they would hire me for. I informed management what days my major assignments were due for school each week, but they gave me off days that would not coincide with them on an ever-changing week by week schedule. I accommodated them by restructuring my schedule and starting everything earlier to stay caught up. Just because my job seems "easy", they have no right to treat me like a lesser human being.
Choosing to Leave
Today, I was woken up to a text from my GM, asking if I was aware that I started at 4pm today. I sat up- because I was not. I looked at my whiteboard, and sure enough it said 6pm-10pm. I opened it on my phone, and it said I had 4 hours scheduled today, tomorrow, and that my total hours for the week were 19.3. Upon double-checking, my start and end times were extended, without showing the increased hours. I got there, dropped off my work shirt and apron, walked over to the schedule with a red marker and appended my hours to what they actually were before leaving.
As per my work agreement, they need to inform and ask me if I can work extra hours. Not change my schedule and hoping I don't notice. They've hired two people after me and their hours are frozen at 19.3, where mine should also be according to corporate rules. Maybe I'm ranting, and I'm just angry. I requested two days out a couple of weeks ago to hang out with my relative Barbara, she's a 62 year old grandmother, but my first cousin on my father's side that I've never met.
It felt extremely inconsiderate of this company to increase my hours this week without informing me because I would be too busy to notice.
Maybe it's just me, but my managers do know that my homework is due every Wednesday and Sunday, but I'm always scheduled to work on those days. It might be due midnight on the mainland, but always 6 or 7pm Hawaii time. My class started on Monday, how am I 3 assignments behind already?
I Know My Value
Whenever I mentioned my current job, it was always accompanied by the feeling of; because it's "easy" I'll endure through the other bullshit that comes with it. Whatever I tell myself to sleep at night. Truth be told I've been offered 6 jobs, 4 in the same mall, two in the hotel I live at plus one with a good networked friend of mine since picking up this job in December. If I wanted to work for hourly wage, I could get a higher-paid job, no question. So why am I throwing away myself, my future, and possibilities to those who aim to control where I am and what I'm doing? It was time to leave.
Time Perception Changes Everything
Don't I sound like a little brat? What's an extra 4, 6 or 9 hours a day? If I even spent an extra 4 hours on Discord, or commenting others daily- there would be a noticeable difference. I spend at least 4 hours a week walking to and from work. I spend hours trying to adjust my schedule to accommodate for my shifts. I can't plan anything more than a week ahead because my hours aren't set. I refuse to be a slave to the clock.
This has secretly been bothering me for quite some time.
You see, I don't have to post the same time every day on Steemit. I don't have to participate the same time every day for school. I do it when I feel that I can, so having a part of my life be so seemingly obligatory is messing with how I want to be living as a whole.
What Happens Now?
I'm running a full overhaul on my blog, and although we are starting up slow- You can expect some huge things from me in the future, I'm not going anywhere. I can finally focus more on myself than what a company needs of me. I have some money to get by for the next few months, so I'm not walking in totally blind. I am terrified, but in a good way? For all I know, crypto could go to zero tomorrow, or my blogs could go back to making pennies. I may not make it, but it doesn't mean that I'm not going to try for it.
