I used to have a job as an assistant to a very high powered woman. Think of Meryl Streep’s character in “The Devil Wears Prada”. It was intense. I was excited to get this job and attacked it full force, but I never received the proper training on the software we were required to use, so I was always kind of a step behind. Not a good thing when you are working for a high powered executive. I asked for help, and it was given (not without some grumbles), but nothing ever stuck. Maybe I had a mental block about what I was learning–I don’t know. What I do know is I tried my hardest to do the best job I knew how to do for this woman.
That job lasted about nine months. Then I was called into the HR Department Head’s office where he and my direct boss were waiting for me. They went on a whole diatribe about how I worked so hard and I was very resourceful about many aspects of my job, but I was just not “getting it”. Then they said, “But you’re so nice!”. As if that was supposed to make me feel better.
Around this time, my husband and I were about to sign on the dotted line for a house we were trying to buy. Literally, the next day we were supposed to begin closing proceedings. I was shocked, devastated…pretty much every emotion one feels when being fired from a job you have worked so hard for. I promptly called our realtor and told her the deal was off, that I had lost my job and we had to stop all proceedings.
Looking back, I realize I was starting to become manic while I was working for this woman. Hindsight really is 20/20. But, at least I know that I’m a nice, professional person and I realized through the process of working, quitting, and being fired from a handful of jobs surrounding my break that I want to work with passionate people who aren’t just married to his or her job.
The last job I had was working for a silk screen printing company. I don’t typically have allergies, but I was allergic to that job. Literally allergic to the paints they used to print those shirts. So much so that I missed work. They told me they were okay with my absences, and I was finally getting my health under control. Then, they fired me. I wasn’t as shocked this last time. I’ve come to accept being fired as a huge possibility when working for someone. I sometimes feel like I just can’t catch a break.
HOWEVER. I had a job interview today. It was with a temp agency, so basically, I’m hired but they have to place me in jobs. I’ve been out of work for about 9 months now. I was registered to work with a temp agency before, but haven’t had much luck working temp assignments through them. I took a break from sending out my resume around the holidays, but I’m back at it full force again. I really hope that this new gig can help me gain full time employment – I have had success with temp agencies in the past. Let’s hope this one sticks. Wish me luck!