Who's Going To Take The L - DRAFT COPY NOT EDITED

Chapter 1 - The Shit Job

Back here again, I hate this job. But when you have bills to pay you don't have the option to be fussy. I'm 23 and stuck in a dead-end job with no career progression. My parents died just after my 16 birthday and we didn't stay in contact much with the rest of the family. As you know family can definitely be complicated, which meant from the age of 16 it's just been me, myself and I. I don't have a problem with this its more the fact that I didn't get to have the same opportunities as the rest of my friends when we finished secondary school. Most of them went to university, got a great degree and of course they all still lived with their families so they hardly had to worry about contributing to the bills until after they graduated. I, on the other hand, needed to find something straight away to help pay off the mortgage my parents oh so kindly left me, bills, food, and just everyday living expenses. I know I'm lucky to even be left with a mortgage because once this is paid off at least I'll have something in my name. I lost a lot of friends at that time. I couldn't afford to go out and do things with them. They made new friends and I guess I just became irrelevant. Don't feel pity for me it wasn't all that bad. It just meant I could focus on surviving, I could focus on finding myself. So, therefore I've been stuck in this dead-end job for about 5 years off my life, I thought if I stayed in one job, I could build myself up, move to a higher position and make more money but it's basically like I'm back in retail.

"Angel, did you scan in those papers, I don't see them added to the patient file...." Of course, Carol would start her daily complaining, after only giving me this job to do five minutes ago. She's clearly having another power trip and the worse thing is, she isn't even my manager. "Hello earth to Angel, are you not listening to me...." And here comes the screeching. "...I don't know why the customer service team thinks their better than everyone else when we all know your team gets paid the lowest." Seriously it's getting harder and harder listening to this law firm reject go on and on. "Look, Carol, I have other jobs I need to prioritize. If you needed the damn papers scanned in so badly, I honestly believe you should have done it yourself." And yes, I say this with the biggest smile on my face, hopefully, Carol will take the hint and go back to her 'higher-paid station'. "Oh Angel, it's cute that you think you're a someone in this company. Darling if you hate this job so much then I suggest you find a new one, now hurry up and scan those papers in will you." And with that Carol so elegantly walks back to her position of Managing Director, just kidding this mess works as an administrator but with her attitude, you would have thought she owns the bloody company.

End of the workday and I'm still thinking about the conversation I had with Carol, I mean she wasn't wrong. I hate this job as I know there's no growth, its shit pay and I just said Carol wasn't wrong. Now I know it's time to call it quits. It's just the whole process, finding a new job isn't always easy. It's long, tiring, and hearing 'unfortunately, you are not the right fit for this position' for 99 percent of the jobs you applied for, doesn't make it any more appealing. There's no point in finding a new job that's the same position or money. I need something bigger, I deserve something bigger. If you just look at all the shit I've had to put up with in this life you would also agree. I hope there's more to this world, I must be missing something, doing something wrong. I'm someone who settles and never pushes to go just that bit further but you know this time I'm going to do it. I'm going to start applying for higher positions and make sure to get a good job this time, Findyournewjob.com here I come.

I've been job searching for a good couple of hours now, most jobs are shit underpaying jobs but there have been a few good ones that I was excited to apply to. I know I shouldn't get my hopes up and it can take a long time for me to find something good enough, but it's exciting. I mean I'm on a completely new journey, one that I have never been on before. How can I not dream big and be excited? As much as I'm excited I can't do job searching all night, I need to eat some good food and have a nice long bath and start winding down for bed. Just the thought of going to bed is reminding me that I must get up and go to that shit place tomorrow. "Ayo FA, I'm home and your oh so adorable BFFL brought you food" I believe I forgot to mention that my 'bffl' Nicki also lives here with me and FA stands for Fallen Angel. Isn't she just so funny? "Did a bitch just say food, I'll be right down." What a girl loves her food. Running down the stairs I get a lovely scent of chicken passing by my nose. "Nicki I smell chicken, let me guess TFC" "Course bitch I thought you could do with some greasy, probably not cleaned fried chicken after the day you had today." I don't know why she always tries to put me off my food like she isn't about to eat the same meal. "Just serve it up, ain't nobody got time for your foolishness today." She passes me my chicken and chips and I run upstairs back to my room to eat whilst staring at my job applications.

Today passed by in a blur, the same daily routine at work. Have a run-in with Carol, listen to her chat her shit blah blah blah. Now I'm back home sitting on the couch, job searching whilst eating my weight in sugary snacks. This job looks amazing as an Executive Assistant to the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world. I know this is most probably way out of my league but no harm in trying right, I mean I've been rejected from nearly every Executive/Personal assistant job I've applied for so far and I only started applying yesterday. I have nothing better to do anyway, Nicks is out with her boyfriend and judging by the time won't be coming back here tonight. And sure my ex texted to come over tonight but he's just trying to jump back in a sinking boat like boy please, and just like that job searching seemed way less stressful.

Wednesday, it's only Wednesday meaning I still have got to come back to this place for another two days just to have to repeat it after a shit two-day break. Ahhh I don't even think I can complain anymore about how much this place does my head in. "Morning Angel, still don't understand why someone would name their child that, I mean you're not true to your name are you?" and here comes Carol, looks like I was wrong about not being able to complain anymore. "Carol why are you here, I wish you were true to your name and only showed up around Christmas times. That way I would only have to deal with you once a year." And that would still be too much. I honestly don't know why Carol and I have this sort of relationship. I believe she's a bit lonely and just wants to be my friend, would explain why she's honestly got to talk to me every day. But you know when someone just irritates your soul, I mean I'm an angel hunny I got a sixth sense when it comes to stuff like this. Now time for me to push on with the rest of this week and find a way to make it to payday.