BigCo offered me the job and met my minimum salary requirements. I told them I would call tomorrow with an answer. Last night I sent a thank you email to SmallCo in hopes of a response but got none. BigCo does have the advantage of LCSW supervisors which means I can get my LCSW if I stick around for 2 years.
I was discussing job options with a few people and it was suggested that I call SmallCo and tell them about the job offer to see if they would jump. Unfortunately, no one answered when I called. I left a voicemail but got no response. I will call BigCo tomorrow afternoon and give them my yes. It was also suggested that I ask for more money, which I have never done but I guess it couldn’t hurt to ask?
I turned in my letter of resignation at work and damn did it feel good. My supervisor saw me with an envelope in hand and smile on my face and knew before I said anything what I wanted to tell her. And damn, today was a day that made me want to quit.
*Caution Grossness*
It was busy all day and at end the day, I got to play with dead animals.
I have a huge phobia of touching stiffs. I can bag dead animals when they’re freshly dead no problem, but when they get rigid, I freak out. It started when I was working at a vet clinic in high school and had to bag the dead animals.I had frequent nightmares and sleep walking back then. One night I was sitting in my bed mumbling that I couldn’t sleep because of the dead dogs. I thought my pillow was a bagged dead dog.
So I’m still afraid of stiffs but my supervisor decided that it was my job to go through the freezer and write down the names of the animals awaiting cremation. Probably because I just resigned. The place we used for cremation burned down (Irony!) and we haven’t found a replacement company yet so there would be a delay in getting ashes back to clients. The freezer is one of those big top opening freezers and it was filled all the way up with a 90 lb dog on top. Fun! I successfully removed the bags and wrote down names but when it came time to replace everyone, they just wouldn’t fit. They fit together like a frozen puzzle that I could not solve. So it was time for Dead Dog Tetris!
*cue music*
It took me and 4 other people to solve the game and we did a poor job. We absolutely could not get all the bags in and it was a huge pain in the ass to move the 90 lb dog. My arms still hurt. We ended up taking out a few small things and moving them to a small medicine freezer. Then we adjusted and adjusted some more until everyone almost fit. Almost.
We ended up putting heavy things on the freezer to make it stay shut and placed an emergency call to the field supervisor to let her know we needed a place to pick up the dead animals NOW. If another animal died, we would be so screwed.
So now I’m nauseated and sure I will have nightmares tonight. And I’m so glad to have found another job because I will never get bit, touch a corpse or be covered in bodily fluids again!