If I knew then what I know now...

...I probably wouldn't have taken this job. When it was offered to me, I was told that it was basically paperwork, clerical stuff with the possibility of occasional voluntary overtime. Sounded perfect. Since starting last week, I have discovered that in addition to my duties, I'll also have to be back-up to the receptionist (which is something I distinctly did not want to do; I went out of my way not to apply for recep jobs). Today I was told that, essentially, I'll have unpredictable required overtime, probably (though not definitely) daily. It'd be impossible to really plan anything, because I'd never know how long I'd have to stay. Occasionally, if I had to be somewhere, I might be able to get out of it, but I've been basically told to be looking at at least 45 minutes of overtime on average days after today, and a lot more most days after mid-March.

Yeah, I know, the money will be good. But my quality of life will suck. This is not what I want to be doing for the next five (or so) months. But we need the money and I need the insurance and I'm screwed and stuck. Just under a week and a half into the job and I already feel trapped. The sad thing is if it wasn't for the recep thing and the unpredictable mandatory daily overtime, the job wouldn't be that bad. But those things sort of poison it for me. See, if I'd been told about this in the first place, I'd either have been prepared for it, or I'd not have taken the job. As it is, I feel ambushed and unhappy and trapped. It's not what I signed up for, not what I wanted. I just wanted a nice 8-5 job, maybe some occasional overtime, something I could live with.

Yeah, I know, I should stop whining. Sorry. Just feeling pissed and cranky and not wanting to go to work tomorrow. (Ketina, no I have no idea how late I'll have to stay there. So, no idea whether I'll be up for tomorrow night or not....)

Just...bleah.