We came home from School on Friday to find S on the phone with his boss. Both outside doors open and the backyard gate. He said he'd been pacing for an hour talking (yelling) at his boss and had left the gas card at work and all his Work Stuff that belongs to the company too.
I'll preface this with a few caveats: things have been stressful for S. I know they have been! This is the first job in which he's had to manage other people (one other person) and be the Face of the Company (kind of). But. I'm not sure there's coming back from this. S himself says that he habitually "tells his boss what he thinks and doesn't hold back" and although I agree generally that the company is a hot mess express I'm not sure railing at the person who decides how much money you make after having shouted him into making much more money than you've ever made before is the best way to...be. And having been on the receiving end of...what he's describing...I can all but guarantee that whatever he said wasn't phrased constructively. He's tired of taking supplies to M that he says M keeps forgetting when M is the one doing all the installs. *sigh*
So S probably doesn't have a job anymore. Fucking great. What's also a little sus is that he hasn't mentioned this at all to anyone else in front of me.
Friday night he came home, all of the above happened, then he went downtown to play music with friends (that's fine; I didn't have it in me to be supportive or...react at all really. Maybe I'll write more about why below, maybe not!) and I took L to go swimming because that's what we were already planning on doing and I needed the endorphins, quite frankly. After that I went to my parents just to have a sense of stability in a World Gone Mad.
I didn't mention any of it. Maybe I would have if they'd asked how S's work was going, but they didn't. Around 8:30 he comes by and they do ask him how work is going. He says fine, he says busy.
Last night T and V came over to hang out with the myself, S and L. They ask him how work's going. He says fine, busy, and that it sucks. When they sort of generally ask how things have been going he railroads right over me and says things have been the same, no big changes.
I suppose I should bring it up. But I'm also fucking tired of it.
And yes! I have made some truly terrible decisions when it came to quitting jobs and I'm so grateful I made them in my early 20s versus now! But I'm just baffled. Why wouldn't you at least try a different industry for Chrissakes? This person has been unemployed many times since I've known him. It's just...old. I know people switch jobs all the time (I don't, but I am an old and like to know What To Expect and don't want to take money from my parents particularly). I also know that there have been times where it would have made more sense for S to quit. Like when they asked him to go to Kodiak for six months and he just...did.
It's just there are better ways. And every single time he's brought it up in conversation I have said the exact same thing. Line?: "I support whatever you want to do, just make sure to have something else lined up first."
And you know what? It'll work out or it won't. This is a very specific situation in which I no longer have the same situation going on at work. I will be working part-time at SBUX starting next week, I will still be going to school, and still concerned with the house and with L's school and whatever whatever.
If this impacts the household negatively then I will take steps to dissolve it. Simple as that. And if it doesn't? Then great!
Wow do I ever not like myself. 🤣 But baby, that's about the way I feel.
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