Had to quit

 

As I wrote a month or two ago, I found a job that allowed me to work from home for about 6 to 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.  Which was fabulous. The pay wasn’t that great. I was paid every two weeks and my checks were about 400 each every two weeks. Which wasn’t too much of an issue because I was only working to have extra spending money. When I got the job, everything was great. Predictable. Nothing was too bad. I was super excited. Well not that excited because I was going to be on the phone. And I get tired of talking on the phone too much because customers can be complete jerks.

Then when I was in training, I was told on numerous occasions that if they listened to my calls and heard anything other than my voice on my end, it would be my job.

I was okay with that. I worked to the best of my capability… I made sure my kids couldn’t be heard in my working area. I tried my best. Well, then my brother went missing. Or so I thought. We didn’t hear from him for 3 weeks. This is the brother that cuts himself and has overdosed a few times. So we didn’t know what to think. I went off the phone a few times during my shift because we made a missing person’s report and the cop would occasionally call. I would have to answer because I needed to know if they had heard anything. I missed a few days because of my brother being gone and when we finally did find him. I took a day to get him home.  I was also promised when I got the job to have this one specific day off that I have had set since November. Well, that day was growing closer and they had me schedule to work. So I asked what am I supposed to do? Their answer. Call out. So that it would look bad on me. My mother in law needed surgery. She had no one else to take her. Stay with her and generally look out for her while the meds wore off. I tried all week to get that day off so I could be there. They wouldn’t give it to me. It was either I call out or she wouldn’t be able to have her surgery. So I had to call out.

And then my girls got a stomach bug. You never send your sick kids to someone else to watch. That is just spreading the germs. And your kids want you when they’re sick. So I called out.  I went in two days later, after my kids had given me their bug. I still went to work. I had to take a few extra breaks because I was sick. I don’t think customer would want to hear heaving in their ear. I always waited til I was off the phone, til after I helped the customer to get sick. And then I went into a meeting with my manager. He was great. He built my ego up for the first few minutes of the call. Boasting about how great I was at helping the customers. At how I was always looking out for their best interest. Then….his entire demeanor changed. His voice changed. His attitude changed. And basically told me my family wasn’t a priority. That my kids weren’t a priority. That the job was my only priority. That I shouldn’t be taking an extra break to get my kids their meds (we keep them in our bathroom so the kids can’t get them) Basically, it didn’t matter what was happening in my family, my job was supposed to come first.

 

Then the customers, if they didn’t get their way…..they had no problem tearing into you even if its not your fault.   which wasn’t good for my mental health. The way my manager would call… and discuss things. wasn’t good for my mental health. Building someone up just to tear them down is not the correct way to manage. The final straw was being told my family wasn’t a priority. So after discussing with my husband….

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I quit.

I only took the job for some extra money. No amount of extra money was worth my suffering or most importantly my kids suffering.

So that’s where I am at right now. Looking for another work from home job that doesn’t include being on the phone. or with toxic people.

 

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Being a WFH mom

 

So I just recently found a job where I get to work from home. The only problem is that I cannot have any background noises when I am taking calls. So I have to hibernate for 5-6 hours a day in my room 5 days a week.

Which will be fine.

It will be okay.

I sound a little unsure because this is the first time I am going back to work in a few years. So I am very nervous about it. But I need to go back to work. So here we are.

 

However, being a WFH mom has so many benefits it is ridiculous. I cannot believe I actually found one.

1.) Saving money

Working from home saves so much money in the long run. The last job I had was a call center. I had to get up by 7 in the morning and take my kid to my mothers by 7:30, and be at my desk clocked in ready to take phone calls at 8 in the morning. So I lived a few miles if that away from my job so the gas wouldn’t be so bad. However, I had to go to my mothers which was a little farther from where I was working. And I was paying my mother at that time to watch my kid. Not a whole lot. Not as much as I would have to pay a day care service.  I was spending 20 a week on gas if not more depending on if I had errands during lunch or not. Then I was paying my mom about 100 every two weeks. so a month of work would cost me $280

So working from home allows me to not have to drive anywhere. And my mom comes over all the time anyway so she just comes over when I have to go into the room with the door closed and makes sure no one gets hurt. She gets free dinner.

2.) No dress code

Now my last job didn’t have a strict dress code persay so I usually just put some jeans on and a decent tshirt and headed off to work. And the code was a little more slack on weekends so if I was working the weekend I would wear my stretchy lazy pants. But I had to buy dress clothes for the interview. And because I am a tomboy, I had to update my wardrobe to a more casual work attire rather than band shirts and worn out jeans. So that was another cost that I had to endure.

However, yesterday I mowed half my yard (That’s all I had time for) and was able to go take a shower right before work and ….. put on my pj’s for work. I got to work a 5 hour shift in my pajamas. And no one knew. And no one cared. Because my PJ’s do not affect my ability to work in any way. It is really nice not to have to wear jeans every day.

3.) I am HOME

So at my last job, if there was an emergency… I had to go to my manager and then my supervisor and hope that they understand and let me leave without any issues. This was not always the case. Sometimes, I would get a 10 min lecture about how this will give me a point and so many points will cause me to lose my job and is it really an emergency that I have to leave for. One time I left because my husband was hurt. I didn’t get home til an hour after he called me because my supervisor (who happened to be related to my husband) didn’t understand why I had to go make sure my husband was okay.

Being a WFH mom, if there is an emergency. I AM HOME. I am right here. I simply just send an email to my manager and I leave. Yes it will hurt my attendance, but life happens and the company I work for understands that. I don’t have to try to get off and then try to make it home in a speedy manner without getting pulled over. I am home. I can literally go out of the room to assist with whatever happens.

 

There are so many other benefits to being home that I just cannot put into words at the moment. It is crazy. I love it. The only downside is that my internet could go down or I could get cabin fever. I am also sitting for a long period which I was use to years ago but the past 2 and a half years, I barely sit for too long. But those are the only ones that I can think of right now.

 

But maybe I am just so excited because I am just starting out in my job…. maybe my thought process will change once I have worked there for awhile. Who knows.

Work and anxiety

 

Okay so I have been looking for a job from home for a few months and ironically last month I got one. I was so shocked and excited. It felt like the miracle that we need. I started getting a little anxious because it would be a change for my kids since for the past 2 and a half years they have been use to mommy being there the entire time.

But this anxiety did not outweigh the need that I need to provide some type of financial input in my family because not doing so makes me even more anxious. The girls will still have me in the morning and their daddy in the evening. I figured we would and could figure this all out.

So training was supposed to start last week. I got thru day one and was annoyed because a lot of the other people in training were not able to get find what they needed and it took four hours to learn how to clock in. So that kind of annoyed me. But I am an inpatient person. But I was fine. I was excited to be working again. I was even more excited that I was able to do so at home.

So the second day comes and my karma for being annoyed in the first day and now I have internet issues. It completely shuts down and shuts me out of training. It took me an hour to get it back running and then I couldn’t get back into training because the time frame to access it….was over. So then the teacher calls and she’s not happy with me. And then she makes sure to tell me it was a one time courtesy that my training would be rescheduled for this week.

Fine. That is just fine. I got paid for the two days that I tried and everything. Alright. So now I had the whole weekend to get geared up for training to start again. Got the computer up the headsets up. Tested my internet speeds a million times. Everything is good. Comes time for the meeting to start. I can get in and see everyone there.

But.

I cannot connect to the audio for anything. I literally spent 2 hours on the phone with the technical department and they could not see why it would not do anything. My head set was working. My computer was acknowledging the headset but the Webinar was not allowing me to connect.

So.

My instructor blamed my computer or my headset. I tried both usb headsets that I own and they both work but still couldn’t connect. So she calls me and tells me as a courtesy I can rejoin again tomorrow. But I should take my computer to the shop and get it looked at. That it was my fault.

So she clocks me out for the day

And I feel like a complete failure.

And I am so going to get fired because for some awful reason I cannot seem to be able to get thru training.

I thought this was my miracle.

I thought this was going to be good.

I thought this was going to save me from actually working with people in retail so that I won’t be so dang anxious all the time.

I guess I was wrong.