This might turn into a bit of a rant.
I have a love/hate relationship with my job.
You see, I'm in the social work field. I got my bachelors in psychology, knowing I would be going into social work. No biggie. But you see, I don't live in a big city. Ohhh no. I live a bit away from a large city.
At first, I didn't think this job would be so bad, in fact it is a significant upgrade from my other job where I was an in-home care giver to some clients of this agency. I kinda got stabbed in the back multiple times from that job, they didn't take taxes out of my paycheck, I had to use my own gas to drive clients around (which didn't do much to take down the $1k I owed in taxes this year) and this one older male, hairy, client didn't wear pants. Or have air conditioning.... In Florida. Etc.
So anyways this job is more up my ally, I have over 90 mentally disabled clients that come into the program to work each day and they go to some groups every now and then (I teach one, in fact) and yadda yadda. It's busy, no day is the same, and I really do like my clients. Sure I've gotten hurt every now and then from a variety of things, and some of the work they do can be pretty dirty, but it's rewarding for them. It gives me a sense of purpose, to know that I am helping to make a difference in their life.
But then comes the pay. I make just as much as people who don't have a bachelors degree there, and all they need is a certification and then a renewal every so often. That kind of hurts. I also get made fun of by some co-workers for this. Har. Har. Har.
If I were still living from where I am originally from, I could be paid at least six dollars more an hour for a job like mine with my degree. Aha.
I am starting graduate school this fall (at least, I'm applying and I am really, really hoping I get in) for my masters in social work and then looking to move back to where I am from.
Oh look, that did turn into a rant.
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