Goodbye GM
In case you weren’t already aware I have given my 2 weeks notice to my second job. I crunched the numbers and it only ever made up 3% - 6% of my income, this figure was the straw that broke the camel’s back. It just didn’t make sense anymore - perhaps it never did.
I first wanted to work there when my contract at a performing arts theatre ended when I graduated high school. My first choice was the Playhouse but they never seemed to hire anyone under 30. That ironically became my problem when I applied for GM, I wasn’t quite old enough. Close, but not quite.
Then years later I was applying for a promotion and when it was awarded to someone else I thought it wise to inquire why and what I could do to improve myself. The answer was diversified event experience. The person who got the job recommended me for a spot at GM and I was hired.
Not long after I switched career tracks, shifting from event management to an administrative support management role, thus nullifying the relevance of GM.
So why did I stay?
It’s what I do.
There were 3 other guys hired at the same time and on the same recommendation as myself. 2 didn’t last out the first year, the other didn’t finish the second year.
I hate quitting, even if it is a job I don’t exactly enjoy. The average time a person spends in an entry-level, front end, or service job is 2 years. I pretty much stick to it until I can go no further for whatever reason. 4 years at the performing arts theatre, 3 years as a cashier (a job I never applied for), 4 years at Sears (a job I was asked to apply for), and 12 years and counting at my day job (a result of literally being dragged to a job fair).
Day job. Hmmm. I guess that phrase won’t be necessary for me anymore. Although the upcoming municipal election might bring the phrase back temporarily. I haven’t gone a complete year working only one job since 1995, the first year I worked anywhere. So conceivably 2009 could be the next year I only have one job. 13 years of working 2 or more jobs. At one point I actually had 4 jobs.
It’s strange and liberating at the same time.
