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Where do I begin?

Massive post here, so be prepared - I suggest coffee, some chocolate, and the William Tell Overture for background music as I fill in the massive gaps over the last few weeks.

To summarise, I’m still alive, but working 7 days a week. I picked up a second job to earn money - I moved out of my parent’s house, because I don’t particularly want MM sharing the same room with me under my parent’s roof when he comes over to visit in a couple of months or so. 2nd job pays for the extra rent I am forking out each fortnight from what I used to pay. The median is about $350 per week here in Perth, my previous place got bumped up to $230 from $145, so when I moved home I payed off my credit card, and needed to move back out. Now I have moved, I’m paying rent of $250 per week.

The pluses for this, is I get my own space again, and I can watch TV the way I want to, I can cook and eat the food I want to, sleep in, and not have to do dad’s laundry. Other thing I guess is mum doesn’t see me when I am stressed. She’s realised how stressed I am and has started worrying about me. Being out of her immediate eyesight, I can deal with my stress privately.

I wish I could say something positive about work, but I can’t. Except that we’ve lost our customer focus. When our GM resigned, we had no idea just how much shit he was protecting us from. Now we face mass resignations that we can’t control, from our support team, and pretty soon about half of the team leader group in our cust. service team  are about to resign. We lost 2 last week, and there’s about 3 more about to resign in the next 4 weeks.

I have another job aswell, market researching.  It’s perfectly legal for me to call people on Sundays - so quit whining, don’t you think if market researchers could afford not to work on a weekend, that we wouldn’t be doing just that? I don’t want to work weekends, but I don’t have much of a choice right now. Neither do the other freaks I share a call centre with. You think there are desperate people on Dole queues? Gads, You should see who I work with right now :/

3 Responses to “Where do I begin?”

  1. 1
    Dr Evil:

    Hey Lori,

    Good to see you blogging again. I’ve heard through the grapevine whats happening over there, not good at all. Hope all the old crew are Ok, or have gotten out. I hear banks are a good place to work ;). All the best, and take care of yourself!

    Dr Evil.

  2. 2
    steph:

    Well, firstly, glad you’re ok, but working seven days? Sweetie, you can’t keep that up for long, believe me I tried and i ended up with Glandular Fever. I know, I know, it’s a virus BUT it took me soooooooo long to get over because I was so run down.

    Please take care of yourself. If you HAVE to work those hours, then drink and eat well and grab any sleep you can.

  3. 3
    Aurelius:

    “watch tv the way you want to”?
    What on earth does that mean?
    Dressed only in high heels and a hawaiian shirt, and in a warm bath of olive oil?

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