I wonder what my life would have been like if on that day back in 2005 I accepted my job here in New York. I knew that starting out I would be working the Overnight shift and that it was a part time gig. Television is going that way right now. A lot of full time Staffers are being bought out by the company for freelancers because the company does not want to pay for health insurance.
Knowing what I know now, a year and a half into the job, I am still questioning myself coming in at 10pm or 3am and working my ass off for a that give in return, no social life, no hope of a love life because of the hours, and the ability to be really tired and not able to sleep because of the hours I work.
I bitch and moan a lot on here about the stupid hours I work because I really am getting tired of it. I keep applying for positions elsewhere in the company and when I go on interviews I am tired and really out of it. The last interview I went on I barely said anything because I had just worked a 12 hour shift and had only slept a few hours the day before.
My official cut off date is March. If I have not received a promotion and new job by then, I will leave the company and possibly move to LA. There is only so much I can take of these hours. I need to start living life.
Oh yeah… The Giants lost their 4th straight game. I was there, froze my ass off in the stands and got nothing from them. I can see why there are alcoholics in the world…