Next Step - Keep Calm and Leave Your Job to Fulltime RV!
05-26-2016
Author: in Modern Day Hobo in an RV
The next thing I knew I would need to do is quit my job. For the four years I had worked at this job and for this company/nonprofit I had been unhappy and did not like my job at all. For most of those four years I had also known the best thing I could do was quit. You know how you have that feeling that the best thing for you to do is to quit, change something, etc. but all the fear and concerns stop you? Now in my younger days I never had a problem with quitting, leaving, divorcing, etc. to move away from an unhappy or unpleasant situation. I always knew what other exciting thing I wanted to do next or I just couldn't stand the way it was anymore. But, in my late 50's and early 60's I was buying into the consciousness of the world and of my children that I was lucky to have a job at my age and I might not be able to get another so I should just suck it up and stay there until they don't want me anymore... or I die! However, my own misery and unhappiness grew daily and no one seemed to understand how awful I felt or how unhappy I was.
I had already decided to start collecting social security since I was now 62. Even though my children wanted me to wait another 4 years for the full retirement benefits, I knew that this was the light at the end of the tunnel for me. However, when I walked in to work on Monday, the Universe was conspiring to support me in my new life adventure. I got on my email and opened an email from the mother of one of my clients. The job I had at that time was finding jobs for adults with disabilities. But, since they had disabilities, some parents, especially those who felt guilt in some way, felt the need to interfere. First of all, this particular client was not and never will be capable of holding a job because of his tremendous lack of social skills and inability to filter his words appropriately in public. This mother was unable and unwilling to see this and accused anyone who tried to point the truth out to her as being prejudice toward her son. I had worked my butt off trying to find a job for this young man and the one I found him as a sign shaker where we knew he would have very little people contact or opportunity for insulting people, his mother felt was beneath him. Well, the email I walked into that day was accusing me of not doing my job properly and not being effective as a job developer and several other mean and insulting comments. This was not the first email I had received from her like this and when I had approached my Supervisor with her nasty comments he would just say to let him deal with her and suggested in a roundabout way that I should just kiss her butt, no matter what. Kissing butt is not one of my top skills. But, at that point I was done and this was the last straw. I walked into my supervisor's office and told him I was quitting. I told him I would still work full time all of April and part time all of May and then leave at the end of May which would give them enough time for me to train my assistant that I assumed they would hire as my replacement. Two days later he told me that HR had decided that i would work full time until May 8th and then I would be done. Then he had the nerve to ask me to re-write my resignation letter stating that I was giving notice as of May 8th. Of course I ignored him and then later had to outright refuse and call HR to see if they really needed that letter which they didn't, of course. The day I gave notice was the happiest day I had spent at that job! I walked out of my supervisor's office and went into my assistant's office and told her I had quit, jumped up and down and screamed with joy and delight!
Anyway, the good news from that horrible interaction was that I was out of there by May 8th but the scary part was I needed to find and buy an RV before then in order to still have a job and income to report for the loan.
Read More about Bev's journey to becoming a fulltime RVer here:
I had already decided to start collecting social security since I was now 62. Even though my children wanted me to wait another 4 years for the full retirement benefits, I knew that this was the light at the end of the tunnel for me. However, when I walked in to work on Monday, the Universe was conspiring to support me in my new life adventure. I got on my email and opened an email from the mother of one of my clients. The job I had at that time was finding jobs for adults with disabilities. But, since they had disabilities, some parents, especially those who felt guilt in some way, felt the need to interfere. First of all, this particular client was not and never will be capable of holding a job because of his tremendous lack of social skills and inability to filter his words appropriately in public. This mother was unable and unwilling to see this and accused anyone who tried to point the truth out to her as being prejudice toward her son. I had worked my butt off trying to find a job for this young man and the one I found him as a sign shaker where we knew he would have very little people contact or opportunity for insulting people, his mother felt was beneath him. Well, the email I walked into that day was accusing me of not doing my job properly and not being effective as a job developer and several other mean and insulting comments. This was not the first email I had received from her like this and when I had approached my Supervisor with her nasty comments he would just say to let him deal with her and suggested in a roundabout way that I should just kiss her butt, no matter what. Kissing butt is not one of my top skills. But, at that point I was done and this was the last straw. I walked into my supervisor's office and told him I was quitting. I told him I would still work full time all of April and part time all of May and then leave at the end of May which would give them enough time for me to train my assistant that I assumed they would hire as my replacement. Two days later he told me that HR had decided that i would work full time until May 8th and then I would be done. Then he had the nerve to ask me to re-write my resignation letter stating that I was giving notice as of May 8th. Of course I ignored him and then later had to outright refuse and call HR to see if they really needed that letter which they didn't, of course. The day I gave notice was the happiest day I had spent at that job! I walked out of my supervisor's office and went into my assistant's office and told her I had quit, jumped up and down and screamed with joy and delight!
Anyway, the good news from that horrible interaction was that I was out of there by May 8th but the scary part was I needed to find and buy an RV before then in order to still have a job and income to report for the loan.
Read More about Bev's journey to becoming a fulltime RVer here:
HOW IT ALL BEGAN - Living the Dream
The Reason is Revealed - The Decision to "Hit the Road"
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Author: Bev Berry
