I Quit My Job and I Know Why

Life is too short for doing something that you hate, even more if you hated it long before you accepted doing it, the first part is one of my mottoes, and the main reason why I wanted to leave, let put some context here.

I am 24 and barely have experience at anything, I studied a few semesters at a University and other two at another, which for now it's the love of my life, but for financial reasons I haven't been able to return, so, since I left I've been  job hunting, there have been interviews, rejections and a job that sounded great (low pay but it was a job that I would have enjoyed)  for some stupid reason I rejected.

                    After that I was in The Marshall in the Mirror Mode " You are sad. You are beaten down. You will get through this, come home, get in your nig underpants and take a nap".

Then, almost a year later, another offer that was never considered, in fact was rejected the frst time! showed up, working at a call center with American customers, to be sincere from the begining, I have nothing against call centers, the people that work there and help me to get things done are great! in my particular case, they have always been nice and efficient, the issue with them is completely diferent.

Somehow, I don't see myself working at something that makes me be seated for 8 or more hours a day, and tend to be impatient to people that are rude to me or anyone, also I am too sensitive,  which it is not good when people Fs you back to back (true story).

If I get like that with sunsets, kitties, puppies and songs, imagine me with  people telling me to f off 

The main reason why I decided to jump in was because they didn't asked for any experience, just a decent level of English. At first, it was me being nice since a friend told me about it, so the process was going to be " They didn't call me back, sorry", but the pushing and insecurities kicked in and without knowing it, there I was, in a room with other twenty people, learning how to do something I was not interested in from the begining.

Those people have been AMAZING with me and I wish we can keep in touch forever, they have been incredibly kind and sweet with this basket case.

But, when it comes to the work itself, it can be very, VERY frustating, from going home crying, crying before sleeping, not being able to get up the next morning, I can't explain what happened, perhaps I am one of that kind of person that has to feel motivated, that has to love what she does for a living. Maybe this thing of being true to myself is getting in the way of my goals...I don't know.

Tomorrow is the last day, at least I'll try to leave with some dignity, for the honor! and also because I am thankful to them for giving me the opportunity of trying something I've never thought of doing.

So, the time of job hunting has already begun, hope I won't screw it this time. Wish me luck!

I'll write more on the job itself later!

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