Uncertainty

There's so much uncertainty in my life right now. Ohmuhgosh you guys! The jury is still out on whether or not I'm going to be fired. According to Dixie (classmate & co-worker) I don't have anything to worry about as far as what happened last weekend is concerned. However, the guy I replaced was told he had nothing to worry about. No matter what I do, I'm wrong. When I ask a question I'm treated like I'm stupid. If a client asks me something, whatever my course of action (letting them do something or not, answering their question, doing something for them) is wrong. Always.

The clients don't take me seriously as an authority figure. Whenever I try to get them to do something they either try to manipulate me, ignore me, or flat-out tell me they aren't gonna do it. I used to try to reason with them but it's just not worth it anymore. Now I tell them what I need them to do, I let them tell me what they're actually going to do, & then I say, "OK" & walk off.

One of the clients I got along really well with (an older guy who left yesterday. Of course) told me that a supervisor was talking to him about how unobservant I am (so professional) so the client was trying to help me. I told him I'm actually quite observant but I've basically given up because it doesn't seem to matter.

Now, you might be thinking, "Andrew, you can turn this around. You don't know they're going to fire you" & you might very well be correct. However, I saw this weekend on the calender on the desk of the guy who hired me (& now tells clients I am unobservant) that he had an interview with a guy scheduled for today. And they always do this: hire a replacement of the same gender before they get rid of their intended victim. My parents & a few others think I should go ahead & quit so I don't get fired, but I'm afraid I'm jumping the gun & who knows how long it will take me to find another job.

I feel like someone who knows they're about to get voted off on "Survivor." Like a screwed sitting duck.

New job!

I got a new job this week. In fact, it was just Thursday I received the word. I will be working as a Counselor Assistant aka Glorified Babysitter (even the supervisor calls it that). Basically, I will be enforcing the rules (ugh) & picking people up/dropping them off at the airport when the arrive/depart the rehab facility. The hours right now are shit: 8pm-8am Saturday & Sunday nights, plus on-call as needed.

I began training yesterday during the day & already they started to fuss at me, which I didn't take too kindly to & let them know it. I mean, if I had been there a while & had known better than to go into the main office to ask my trainer a question then fine. But no one had told me not to do that & I asked how they expected me to know something I was informed of & how they expected me to successfully do my job if I can't ask the person training me a question.

Lucky me, the supervisor won't be there when I am. In fact, I won't see most of the staff generally.

Oh yeah, & the guy who is training me tonight? Is the guy I'm replacing. And he doesn't know yet that he's being fired. And yesterday I think I pissed him off (if it was him) because I was sitting in my car about to leave & was texting & he wanted my parking space.