I QUIT this bitch!!

I woke up this morning at 6am to start a new job.
This ass ain't seen 6am in a minute!!

So, I started the job.
Sort of.

Well, not really sort of, I really did start a new job.

And I quit.

I think.

Yeah, I am pretty sure I quit.

I think.

So, I get at the new job, and they have me fill out some tax forms, and some other stuff.

They give me this big long ass contract to sign, which basically is a non-compete agreement.
It states that I will not share any company business with any person that works for their competitor. If I violate that agreement, they will issue an injunction and gag order against me.

My sexy man works for their competitor, so when I talked to him at lunch time today, I informed him that he is not allowed to ask me any questions about my job. I told him that if they issue a gag order, I would not be able to open my mouth in his presence and that would probably make him unhappy. ~wink~

They proceed to tell me that I will be training with this girl for the next 2 weeks.
She starts showing me all this stuff, everything that she does. It looks nothing like the position I was hired to do. After about 3 hours of paying close attention, and taking vigorous notes, I ask her if this is the job that I will be doing.
She tells me "no" that she was just showing me so that I would have an idea what she does there, and that since this is a new position that they created for me and my skills there is really no one to train me on my job just yet.

They tell me that they have no desk for me to put my belongings.
"There are no open cubicles right now." and then this bitch giggles "He-He"

He-He MY ASS. Ya'all need to find a sister a damn desk. So they lead me back to the cut.
Yes. THE CUT.

"Here is where you'll be sitting for the next 4 months or so..."

Oh HELL no. Not the kid. I ain't fuckin' sitting back here in this dusty ass area.

The lady that hired me explained in my interview that I would be answering the overflow of calls that come thru the Automated Attendant.

I figure that everyone does this..they are all about the teamwork, right.

So tell me WHY she tells that after the 4 months, when I am well trained for my detail oriented position, will I then move to the Receptionist Desk to answer phones and do my other work.

They did not hire me to be a fucking Receptionist.
I did not apply to be a Receptionist.
I do not want to be a Receptionist.
I will not be a Receptionist.

Don't get me wrong..there is nothing wrong with being a Receptionist.
I just am not going to be one.
Not in the smoke and mirror kinda way.
Don't trick me into being your gahdamn Receptionist.

I am not that good with people.
I swear.

People piss me off. Quick.
The temper is short. No time for that bullshit.
No can do.

I quit.

So, I am discussing my options with sexy man this evening.

He is laughing his ass off at me. He tells me I should sleep on it, and decide in the morning.

Does he not know me at all??

Me..the girl who would rationalizes that I don't need to take a shower before work, so I can sleep for 10 more minutes. I also rationalize that I don't need to wear make up, or wash my hair. Or even get dressed for that matter. I have actually talked myself into sleeping 20 more minutes by telling myself that I can just wear my jammies to work.
Yeah. Me.
Yeah RIGHT!!!

Nope..no decision making like that in the morning..
Sleep will always win.
Trust me.

So..I have not yet decided what I am going to do..but more than likely..
I quit.
And that's just the way it is.