Zack Vayda and Another Setback

As I mentioned in my last blog, I was able to leave my previous position within the company and move to a much easier, significantly less demanding position. I transferred to this position as opposed to quitting because I can maintain the excellent health benefits with he company as long as I work 30 hours/week. I loved the idea of putting in just three, 10-hour days a week to keep my benefits, make enough money to pay the bills and get away from the sales and customer service position I had before.

That all sounded really nice, in theory.

The job is very simple: move cars. I get in cars a customer dropped off, I drive it down to the wash bay where the car is to be cleaned, then I take a car that has already been cleaned and drive it back up and park it. Then I do it again. And again. And again. The whole process takes about 3 minutes, which means for 10 hours straight I was on an endless loop of moving cars. Occasionally if was slow at any point, I would wait for another car to arrive. This would be nice, except that I wait outside. If I had to wait outside for hours mid-February in Ohio is among the last places I would choose to do so. 

I replaced customer service with being at the bottom of the totem pole, I traded sales for standing outside in the freezing cold, I gave up short term projects for a mind-numbing loop. Essentially, I traded the frying pan for the fire.

I cannot put into words how demoralizing this realization was. I wanted nothing more than for this job to work. I was willing to look over nearly anything for this job to make sense, and it turns out it's equally as bad as (if not worse than) my last job, just for all the opposite reasons.

Two days ago I left work with hope in my heart, and yesterday I left utterly defeated.

I don't really have a happy ending for this one. All I know is that this job is a necessity. I believe there's a reason I left one bad job for another, and I'm going to find out why.