The hours suck so bad. I've had the same schedule for 3+ years. I've never asked for time off, I've never been late, I've never gotten in trouble. I'm a stereotypical goodie two shoes type employee who was given a door key.
Recently, I realized how much I dread my job. I'd say I borderline hate it. The hours I work interfere with my personal life. I honestly feel horrible because I feel like I don't spend enough time with my family and friends. My schedule is so opposite of my loved ones. I don't get to do anything with anyone. A lot of my side projects don't ever get completed, not even things I desperately need to do.
I always work the weekend, I work 45 hours a week in total, sometimes 50/55 depending. Same schedule for years, like I said. I've never lost hours, I've only ever been handed more.
I got extremely sad/bothered over this after some time, and I tried to talk to my boss about changing my hours. I left out all of the personal stuff, and just asked if I could instead have the position we were hiring for. I'd only work nights, about 30 hours a week. That would've fit my family and personal needs so much better. My family encouraged me to ask for it.
He tells me I can, but to give him time to find another body to fill the hours I'm wanting rid of. I think my mistake was that I agreed. I agreed to wait. He then turned around and hired a person, but gave them the position I asked for and has essentially forced me to keep mine. He also forced me to train that person for the role.
I got so mad at him because he agreed I could have it. I got so mad that I cried. I just cried. I do everything he asks of me! Like I said, I'm always here when I'm supposed to be. I constantly cover for HIM because HE wants time off. All I wanted was more time for my loved ones and to do shit that I need to do. Things that I've needed to do for God knows how long.
I don't know what to do. I'm not even sure this is coherent. I'm just still upset over it, I guess. My job is draining me and it's literally affecting my personal time. I thought about finding a job that was offering better hours that fit me and my needs, but I don't even know if that's the right move. The only thing I'm for sure of is that I'm becoming more miserable, if not just sad over it.
I'm literally typing this in the parking lot. I have an 11 hour shift today.