Ugh where to begin…
In my last post I ranted raved and cheered about how excited and thankful I was to not only land a second job but to have it be crochet related, I thought it was an unbelievable opportunity. Well, turns out it was too good to be true…
The job started off kind of rocky, after a week of the brand new shop being open I hadn’t heard from my boss. I went in and she instantly looked at my toys and set them up around the shop, and told me to start working a few days later. That was over a month ago, and since then I’ve gotten only 2 more shifts. I have asked her frequently if I will ever have the amount of hours she says she will give me, and if there is anything in my performance that I could improve. She would sing my damn praises! She’d tell me I was a great worker, she loved my crochet toys, and that she’d get me on the schedule asap. With that type of reaction, you’d feel like you were doing a good job right?
Last week I didn’t have a single shift. This past Monday, I confronted her with a serious tone, asking her to let me know at that moment if she felt I was a good fit for the shop, and that this second job was needed because I fully support myself, and that I really loved working there. The few shifts I did get were amazing, I was floating on the clouds. I loved the products, the customers, and of course the many curious children that would venture in checking out all the unique products. My boss instantly scheduled me for a long shift this Saturday. I was relieved, feeling that this attempt had been successful.
Unfortunately, I just got an update from our schedule that I have been taken off that shift. No explanation or nothing. I am so hurt and confused. I don’t know what to believe. Why tell me I’m a good employee and an asset to the shop, but never schedule me and take away my shifts? It’s a slap in the face. This has happened about three times and now I’m done. I’m not sure if I even want to talk to her or inform her that I don’t give a f*** about it anymore. It breaks my heart to lose the first job I truly enjoyed. I felt so proud feeling like my crochet had taken me to an amazing place. Now this has taken a hard blow to my confidence.
I know I’m not the only person who has felt like this or had to leave a job they enjoyed, probably happens everyday with the current world we live in. I’ll bounce back probably, but I’m now constantly doubting my abilities….I had planned on making some new crochet purses, bags, toys, and baby outfits and attempt to get them in other local boutiques. *sigh* now it feels pointless. I’m in a rough place right now, so I will probably do some crochet to make me feel better. I’ve looked into getting my crochet teaching certificate since this is really the only thing that comforts and keeps me sane lately. Not sure….
In crochet news I did make a new purse, here’s a preview:
I’ll do a full post after I finish the second one, this one was just a prototype I made in one day. I adore this purse, the inspiration came from a pictures I found on Pinterest:
Very vague, but I fell in love. I made a pattern for it to be way bigger, it holds all my basic purse needs and then some. Plus I lined the inside with not only fabric, but strong craft board that keeps the sides sturdy. I feel accomplished to make my purse and that after a week of normal usage it hasn’t fallen apart.
I’m a mopey Millie right now but these things happen, I keep reminding myself that life goes on and I could be worse off than I am now.
I hope everyone has a good night, until my purse post, ttfn!