As many of you may know, I am currently in a job that has no good points to it, other than receiving a weekly paycheck. Much of my reasons for dislike of said job is explained here.
My job has now begun to affect my physical and emotional well-being. This is only my third week, but my body is a mess. I have constant, moderate to severe wrist pain in both wrists, most likely the oncoming of CTS (carpal tunnel syndrome). All of the knuckle joints of my fingers feel as though they have been “jammed” and are quite painful after a night’s work. (As far as I know, I don’t have arthritis.)
Both of my knees are quite painful 75% of the time. I have to do a lot of kneeling at work, plus crouching, and repetious getting up/down off/onto the floor. My knees literally feel like they have been hyperextended nintey degrees inward toward the center.
My back is constantly in a knotted state and very tense. The pain is excruciating. I have been popping Advil like they were M&Ms candies, to no avail.
I hesitate to mention one of the other side effects. Let’s just say I have been “running” to the restroom a lot.
The emotional effects are overwhelming. I really hate what I am becoming outside of work. I am constantly bitter, and always in a hurry. I feel as though I am though I am turning into a monster. This type of behavior is not who I really am. It is even affecting my family. I tend to snap at my mom over trivial mundane pointless stuff I never even would have thought about before this job. She is equally disturbed by how my job has changed my state of mind. I don’t want to be like this. It just happens.
I have quite an enigma, here. I would love to just go in, talk to my manager, and tell him that this job just isn’t working out for me and I have to leave. (I wish I could say what I really wanted to, lol)
However, I am also at a point in my life where responsibility to myself, has become extremely important. I can’t afford to just up and quit, financially speaking and ethically speaking. OTOH I also feel that even if I am out looking for a better job, I can’t wait around until something opens up elsewhere. My physical and emotional health are at stake here, as well as how the situation is affecting others I care for in my life. I am being unfair to my mom, and I haven’t even talked to my friends in weeks. When I get upset outside of work, it “just happens” and I feel like a total asshole afterwards. I even keep telling myself, “You’re not AT work right now. Don’t let it get to you.” but that mantra fails me. I feel like Bruce Banner changing into the Incredible Hulk… quote: “Don’t make me angry; you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.”
My job is a sycophantic force, sucking away all of the lifeforce and positive qualities of what makes me who I am. Without imposing any personal beliefs upon anyone else here, the only way I get through my job every night is by reading my Bible when I am on my breaks. I also go hide away from all the freaks I work with at break time. I do not want to be “one of them.” I have nothing in common with them. I do not think that I am special, but I am a much better worker than they are and I am far, far more mature and respectable, IMHO. I recently heard of an incident that one of my co-workers did to his own grandmother, and was appaled at the level of cruelty and utter lack of respect for family and humanity therein. They all thought it was funny and laughed. How sick.
My questions to you are:
How do I go about handling this situation responsibly and maturely? Am I already doing so?
I do my job. I am there every night I am scheduled, and I don’t screw around or chit chat. I am never late, which is more than I can say for any of them. I do a damn better job than any of the rest of my crew, and I don’t complain while I am working. That is not bragging either. They don’t care at all about doing their job right. They just want to get done and go the hell home. I could go into all sort of detail, but I digress.
I feel I should not just up and quit unless I have a new job lined up. Every night I spend there, though, kills a little piece of me. Time, health, responsibility, maturity, it’s all so confusing in this mess. I am trying my absolute hardest to be tough and overcome all the sludge I am wading through. If I wasn’t, I would have simply walked off my job at the end of my first week. I am proud of the work I complete, despite the fact that it goes un-noticed. I just don’t seem to be strong enough for this. I am not whining. You can’t understand the situation unless you have all of the details. Unfortunately, I could write a whole book about that pit I work in.
What should I do? Should I wait until I get a better job before I resign? I am currently seeking jobs elsewhere! I can stick it out longer if I have to, but at what cost? Whatever happens, I know I will handle it the proper way.