I'm finding the thought of quitting really scary. I've been there for a few years and REALLY know the job, get along great with the crew, and most of the time it's fun. But the graveyard hours are killing me. I only work Friday and Saturday nights, get the rest of the week off, but the next day after working it feels like I've been bullriding, not serving tables all night. Those hours, when you have 6 kids at home, are seriously KILLER. It takes me until Tuesday to get back on a regular schedule, and even then I'm feeling wiped out.
At the beginning of the summer, the manager asked me if I could pick up the weekend graveyard nights, just until Burning Man (labor day weekend), which is our busiest time of the year. I was unsure, so she let me think about it a week. I told her okay, but made it clear that I couldn't continue to work graveyard after school started, since I already knew how hard it is to fight two sleeping schedules throughout the week and take care of the family. I'm tired ALL the time, and we've had a crappy summer as a result. I feel bad enough about it now; my kids are growing up fast, and I'm not going to ruin their weekends when they're in school because I'd have to be sleeping!
So now the manager is saying that she never told me I'd only be doing it for the summer, and this was meant to be a permanent position for me. Um, no. Noooooo. I would have never agreed to take it on permanently. I remember what she said. I'm sure she did too, and I feel a bit double-crossed. So after Burning Man I'm quitting, I can't do this anymore.
I'm nervous because my job brought in anywhere between $200 and $400 a month, and it was nice to have that as emergency money or even fun money. I'm planning on donating plasma to bring in some extra, but that probably won't even get me $200 a month. I'll miss it there. It could be a fun job at times, and I've made some good friends. But on the upside, I'll have weekends with the family now, I won't have to worry about trying to get time off if I want to do something on Friday or Saturday night, my kids won't be sad to see me go to work, I'll have more time now for writing and gardening, and I won't be so freaking sore and tired all the time!