I’ve got the skills to make things happen. Whether it’s in the IT department (networking, programming, administrating skills, *nix familiarity, etc), or even out in the field (heavy equipment operations, some commercial/residential construction, landscaping, land surveying, etc).
What kills me is that piece of paper with my name on it that says "I can do THIS stuff!". I taught myself nearly everything I know. I don’t WANT a piece of a paper that tells everyone I’m qualified to do ______. Just let me prove it to you and we’ll go from there. Want me to test the security of your network, sure. Build you a network? Ok. Want me to be your SysAdmin, write you software to help out with your work, build you a computer, test/debug your software… whatever. Chances are, I can do it. I shouldn’t need a piece of paper to say "Yep, you sure can!". Yes, education IS important. But I AM educated. I’m self-taught.
Anywho, I had my EMT-Basic a few years ago but it has since expired. I got burnt out after watching two friends die in a car accident and decided that maybe EMS wasn’t for me. Nonetheless, I still have all that knowledge stored up top but little use for it right now. I don’t think I can emotionally handle being an EMT any more.
So here’s the deal…. you’re working for .50 an hour for a sub-contractor. Your job is to build huge wooden swingsets (Creative Playthings/Woodplay) all day (2 to 3 a day, then 2 pick ups at the warehouse). And do some cabinetry work about once a week. You leave the house at 6am and get home around 8pm every night… yet you can only bill for the time you spend on site (which is 2-3 hours per set on average). Your boss is a dick, and all but one of your coworkers are lying, lazy, cheap, sleazy bastards. So, your work environment blows.
You somehow turned into your boss’ and coworkers bitch. Even if you have your hands full with a 100lb beam, your trying to muscle in a 10" bolt through 4 holes (all the while holding the beam with one arm, moving it to line up the bolt, then moving the bolt again with the other arm, etc) and every fucking 30 seconds someone yells at you… "I need more 4 inch bolts! Go get me some bolts man!!!" or "I’m out of the #10’s! Go get me some! Go get my drill gun too!"…. despite them being perfectly fucking able to walk 10 feet and get them themselves, they call on you…. EVERY time. Hence, the laziness.
Your boss doesn’t pay for your mileage, either. You drive 100-200 miles per day on average and get nothing in return. Even though you bust your ass for your mediocre paycheck (5 on an OK week and 5 MAX on a great week), you grit your teeth and get the job done and done RIGHT (unlike the guys who make - an hour). Nearly your entire paycheck goes into your gas tank every week. Usually you have to use your credit card to get gas by Thursday, only to pay the damn thing off again on Monday and start all over.
So….
Today, I quit. I know work is hard to come by right now but I started this job with {content} in my checking account and as of today I have .74
I’m stuck living with my parents, making .50 an hour (around ,000/yr and 80% of that goes right back to my boss… who makes ,000 a week but can’t afford to give me a raise), slaving day in and day out and I don’t have a damn thing to show for it. I work OVER 40 hours a week nearly every week, yet I can only get paid for 40. He "can’t afford to pay me for overtime", so even if it’s a 50 hour week…. it’s 40 on my paycheck.
I’m sore, I’m tired, I’m cut up and bruised…. but mostly, I’m pissed the fuck off.
I wanted to whack that bitch with my hammer and then go for his jugular this morning (between trash talking and asking me for shit every 5 minutes), but I kept my cool. I just let it go.
Basically, I don’t know if I made a mistake or if I did the right thing. I have no way of telling as of right now but I wanted to get an outsiders’ opinion.
I have 5 possible job opportunities. Three of which could become careers, and two that could just hold me over until I find something better. Two as a land surveyor, Two in coffee shops, and one as a 911 Dispatcher. So not ALL is lost. But I’m still on the fence.
What do you think? Did I make a mistake when I said to hell with my boss and his company? Or am I the only sane one in the picture here?