- 7 years ago
- Wedding: December 2010
I finished my master’s and have been looking for a job. So many of you can recongnize what a frustrating process this is–especially as I hear about the awesome jobs those in my cohort are landing. Because I’m married and own a house, I don’t have the ability to relocate for positions like they do.
I recently picked up part time, minimum wage work at an international grocery store that has a small buffet attached. I was psyched. I looked forward to getting out of the house and I LOVE customer service positions. The job was sold has “helping out in the buffet–filling drinks, clearing tables, doing dishes.”
Those things, I’m perfectly fine with. What I didn’t realize is that it also means that I am in charge of cleaning up the entire buffet by myself. Being brand new, I certainly cannot do this as fast as they would like. I was given a goal of 1.5 hours after close and it usually takes me 2, at least. My first day, it was excused, but now, I keep getting lectures on time management. I don’t stop moving, I keep up with the dirty dishes. I just can’t clean all of the giant pots fast enough.
Additionlly, I have a really bad knee. I’ve had surgeries that have done absolutely nothing to improve it. Sometimes, I’m just walking around the house and it buckles, landing me on the floor. It hadn’t been soo bad lately, so I thought I would be okay walking on it. Walking/busing/serving isn’t the problem, but working on the wet floors in the kitchen kills me. I wear slip-resistant shoes, but I can feel my whole knee (and thus my leg and whole back) lock up. I keep almost slipping, which makes it lock up worse. I haven’t had a shift since Sunday brunch and it is still throbbing.
I like the people. Love the people. Literally everyone there is absolutely amazing and have so much to share–from the Sri Lankan cook to the Palistinian owner. They are so kind and so great to work with. They are the ones who keep me from just walking out. I just started, how can I let them down?
However, I hate feeling like I’m going to constantly injure myself even more. I hate hurting so much I can’t go for a walk with my hubby on my day off. I am so frustrated that I can’t finish the work on time. I’ve come home in tears most nights.
I’ve talked it over with hubby, who keeps telling me that if it hurts me all the time, I need to quit. We can get by on his salary. I just feel like I am giving in. Like the work was too hard. I’m still in a “trial period,” so it’s like they expected me to say it was too hard and quit. I know the boss likes me and thinks I’m good with customers–I got several customer compliments on my first weekend working.
I’m so torn. The only part I really hate is those last hours where I’m never good enough. Where I keep hurting myself.
I can quit this, right? I can go in and explain the reasons in person. I’m still in my trial period. He was totally fine with quitting in the trial period if either of us didn’t think it was a fit. I just feel so bad about it.