I kinda hate to keep bitching about the job, but certain situations call for certain reactions.
I was offered this position when I was working as an unpaid intern with a major non-profit. That’s my love. It was a great internship but my bank account was crying. The director knew me from church and from my previous work. She offered me a contracted position for 6-7 months at a nice salary-a salary I deserved having completed all of my education and experience up until then.
So while I was away, I wasn’t looking for jobs. She sent me the plan, who would be assisting me and exactly what was expected. Cool. I started in December but she had me working on a seperate project. I should’ve walked out then.
How bout this position’s pay has gone from the initial salary for 6-7 months, to the initial salary for 12 months (cut in half!) to now a part-time position at $15/hour. They make that at Whole Foods. I got my official contract today, 3 months into working for this lady.
I am being screwed and I know it but I have absolutely nowhere to go. I’ve sent out resumes and I’ve gotten some calls back from non-profits but I can’t afford to make less money than I did in 2006.
Y’all this job has drained me physically and mentally. I’m “off” at 6 but never off because I have a damn work cell phone. Had to take a call at 10:30 last night about one of the participants being missing. I couldn’t sleep after that. I have to serve as a taxi on Saturdays picking folks up. I have to deal with ever-changing needs from an unorganized director. And I have to travel to the other side of town to do so.
I seriously feel that I’m at my end. I can’t take anymore. If I was gonna work for $15 I could have put in an application for retail, where shuttling folks and writing weekly and monthly reports isn’t required. And where being “off” means BEING OFF!
I really can’t believe this has happened.