Tonight (Thursday, 09 December 2004) is my last night at my current job, which I have held for 11 years. Tomorrow morning I will start a career in Retail Management that I hope will carry me into a rich retirement! ;> Saturday will be the commencement for my graduation with a BS in Computer Information Systems.
I can't believe I'm finally through with school. I've done it for so long (10 freakin' years!) that I hardly know how to feel about it. At the same time, I held this job because it was convenient for school. Now that I'm done with school, I can move on to a better paying job.-- I just didn't realize it would be in the retail sector!
The whole thing has me reeling in mixed emotions and I thought it might help to write it out. It did. Thanks for listening.
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Awesome. I've been doing my "this isn't my career it's just my job"-job for fourteen years this month, and while I mostly love it I sometimes muse about the possibilities of switching to a different field or even working at a not-small business. I would be first-day-of-school-FREAKING OUT if I were actually making the change, though, and even thinking about it gives me goose bumps.
Congratulations on getting through school. I hope your new career turns out to be the greatest thing ever.
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I'm coming up slowly on a 'last day' situation, as well, when I pull the trigger and move down to D.C. to be closer to the future wife character. It will be a tough day, even though I've been here a scant three years. This place gave me my first real job out of school when I was hungry for work, and then spent the next three years beating all of my initiative out of me. Bittersweet, indeed.
Regardless, congratulations on finishing up school! And best of luck... with tomorrow. :-)
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I just started a new job, that is hopefully only going to be temporary (for about six months or so) the last one was great, but the management sucked, and I promised myself after I got out of the navy that I would never again stay at a job that I didnt enjoy. It doesnt have to make me HAPPY, but if it makes me UNHAPPY, its time to move on.
Best of luck! HOpe things work out the way you plan!
Congrats, I hope you find success in your new career.
After next week, I FINALLY graduate from high school (I was three fourths of a credit short last year, so I had to come back this semester), so I'm sort of quitting a job next week. :p
And plus, I hope to be out of my current job (BBQ cook/dishwasher) soon, so I can find a slightly better job (one that doesn't have anything to do with food or a manager that's literately mad at me because my mom didn't go to her "committment" ceremoney) before I go to college in the fall for Computer Art and Design.
All of my "real" work experience up until mid-2003 all involved small publishing offices, which if you've ever been in the small publishing business, bears absolutely no resemblance to a real office. So even if you have an adult job, you still don't feel like an adult. It's like getting a paid extension of your college years. Up to and including times that my editor, the art director and I used to get stoned in the afternoon in the office just in time for Animaniacs.
So when I started this job, which I essentially took for the money (how sad is it by the way when your field can't pay you as much and as consistantly as a level 2 state job?), and the promise to myself I haven't kept about working freelance even if it was just for beer money, the having to dress adult-like and the REAL office thing meant that it's an actual adult job, which is a concept that still scares me sometimes.
But once you figure out who you answer to/don't answer to and figure out where the Coke machine is, you'll be fine.
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Originally posted by WhitebaconPardon my ignorance, but how can you be three-quarters of a credit short? At my HS, they didn't give out partial credits or anything like that.
Well, most classes give a half of a credit for each semester, but the Fridays are kind of weird because there's only two classes. One three hour class in the morning, and a two hour class in the afternoon. The morning class gives the usual half credit, but the afternoon class only gives one quarter of a credit.
I started going in the second semester of my tenth grade year, so that's how it got screwed up (although I could have easily avoided that situation if I wouldn't have been constantly late to my first two classes Monday through Thursday).
The "adult dress" for the first time at an "adult job" sucks a lot if you're not familiar with it. I found myself complaining all the time about it with my first real job out of college. Since I quit that job earlier this year, I've come to the conclusion that I was probably being a big baby and it really isn't that bad. Maybe turning 30 and becomming immediately an "official adult" had something to do with that though.
My basic job advice for those in their 20s: if you want people to take you seriously as an employee, play all the games you need to play. Dress the part, go to luncheons even if you're not required to, go out of your way to acknowledge fellow employees, etc. I know it's hard for independent-minded, leave-me-alone younger types to do this, but it will make life a lot easier for you. It will help give you the discipline to stick the job as long as you have to.
Things that I didn't like: Brittney ETrades Monkey wasn't as funny this year mlife continued absence of the Bud Bowl having Whatever Busch the Third (I think it's that one) on my TV screen. Those of us from AZ know what you did you bastard.