SO GUYS, I have survived the first week of my new job, and I can happily say, I bloody loved it! For once, I am not dreading the sight of Monday morning, and I have definitely not got those weekend blues (even though it has been a special one).
I APPLIED for endless jobs, I attended a couple of interviews and unfortunately got rejected, I worked on my CV more than once in a hope to perfect it, and I fought tirelessly for what I wanted to achieve. Finally, the call I’d been praying for existed – ‘We would like to offer you the position of Business Support Assistant. You gained very positive feedback from your interview, and the interviewee was very impressed’.
SO HERE I am, one week down in my new job, and the good news is, I absolutely love it, and I’m thrilled to finally be able to say that. I’m also thrilled that I can finally enjoy my days off work without worrying about the next day, and I’m buzzing at the thought of waking up on a morning and not dreading the thought of going in.
“YOU have been evicted, please leave Fusion House”. At that moment, a wave of emotions came flooding over me… sadness, happiness and worry. That day, I was saying goodbye to my Fusion family, a family I had spent the last two years with – it was so surreal. After awaiting almost a year for the day to arrive, that moment didn’t feel real, I felt like I was living in a dream.
FOR the past few months, I have held one wish. One wish that equals getting a new job, and being surrounded by a niche environment in which I feel happy. I need out. In all honesty, my current job has worn me out – I’m constantly drained and my mood is forever low, (unfortunately, that’s the harsh reality of it all). And obviously that’s not healthy, on so many levels. After all, pretty much 80% of your life involves working and being surrounded by colleagues as opposed to your family. Now, don’t get me wrong, at my current workplace the people are great, but the job in itself… let’s just say is definitely not for me.