I never figured I would find a job that I liked. Even with my degree. I figured I would just deal with the bs, and live my life day to day. Well that changed when I got a job at a small mom and pop machine shop. I did go to school for that. It just took me a year and a half to find it. Its not corporate, less then 50 people work there, pays really well, its interesting, and I deal with rare metals. Google tantalum some time. A 1x1x12 chunk is 5k.
Before I got this job. I was working at a place that will remain nameless. They were screwing me out of ot pay, hours, it was retail, and changing the schedule every 2 hours. So I got written up a few times. Becasue they changed the schedule with out notice, or they would say I would have to be in. When I didn't have to be in. The last time that happened. I got home from my bouncer job at 4 am. I didn't recall if I worked at noon on Sunday. so I looked at the online schedule, and it said I worked at noon. That means I have to get up at by at least 11am. I go to sleep and go to work. I get my butt out of bed on 6 hours or so hours of sleep. Drive to work, and put on a smile. I go to punch in. The computer says I am not working. Ok by this time I am more then ticked. This has happened like 3 other times. The only reason I stayed is I liked my co workers, and They convinced me to stay. That was the last time that happened. The job was to the point. Were I wanted to hit a customer that asked if I had any wood with out knots. I wanted to hit them with a hammer. Among other things. It was also effecting my personal life and happiness.
About a month later. My grandma told me about a machine shop that was hiring. I figured what dose it hurt. Dropped off my app and resume. I figured I would hear what I have been hearing for the last year and a half. I don't enough experience. Well about a hour later they called for a interview, and I set it up for the next day. I told them since I work at noon. I could see them at 10. I also told them since they are close to my last job. I will be dressing for that. My last job I wore jeans, t shirt, ball hat, and boots. They were ok with that. That interview lead to a second interview. Were they offered me the job. As soon as I was done there. I had my two weeks typed up sitting in my car, and turned it in.
At this point I have been there for a month. I am enjoying it a lot. I am a lot happier as a person, and I have not wanted to hit any one with a hammer yet. I am still bouncing Friday and Saturday night. I don't need to, but I work around a bunch of middle aged dudes for 40hrs a week. The only woman are office workers who are married, and the bosses daughter. No I don't dip my pen in company ink. I value my job way more then sex. Sex don't pay my bills, and I wont mess with a married woman. So the bar gig at least allows me to look. The bar crew is also pretty cool. So I have two jobs I love. I am happier then I could ever imagine, I am making great money, and I am single. With not a single problem in my life right now. I would say life is great.