By Morrow 35 Comments
Who would have thought things can go so smooth?
I've been working abroad for the past 2 (almost 3) years. I live in Germany and worked in Switzerland, and without a driver's licence, I had to go by train, bus, and even by foot. 1 1/2 hours every morning, and another 1 1/2 hours every evening. Your private life is pretty much reduced to nothing if you get up at 5am and come home at 8pm. During spring season even 6 days a week.
This, plus a boss who doesn't treat you very nicely, rarely gives you a day off if ever, and expects you to care for an area of 110000 ft² full of living plants (I'm a gardener, btw.) by yourself. Ok, an apprentice helped, but it's still a lot of responsibility and not to mention work.
I've been fed up with this for quite some while.
So, my boss screamed at me for no reason once, twice, and after the third time, I went to the secretary's office and wrote my resignation. That was May 14th. And it felt good. Even without a perspective for my future, I was feeling very positive towards my decision and had an inner calm that gave me the feeling I did the right thing. In reality however, I was going to be unemployed. Which doesn't suck that much in Germany since you get 60% of your previous wage, and my swiss wage was... well, very good.
So far, I wrote two job applications. One is still unanswered. The other employer from Germany called me two days after I sent it. He invited me to an interview today. And gave me the contract afterwards.
So from the first of August onwards, I only have to go by train for about 25 minutes, and walk the rest of the way, which are another 5 minutes. Sure, I'll earn less money, but having more free-time is a lot more valuable to me than cash.
So not even a month after I quit my job I got a new one. Life is good to me :)