Changing jobs for the first time

What an absolute ball-ache. And this is just me changing from one part time job to another over the summer whilst I’m off uni – I can’t imagine what it’s like doing this on an actual full time scale when there really is a lot riding on it!

 

I’d been in my old job since near enough the second I turned 16. I was super shy and had basically no experience with the ‘real world’. 4 years later, I was confident at work, had been given lots of responsibility where I was working and has made some really good friends. But at the age of 20, I figured it was time to add something else to my CV and give myself a new challenge. Plus my new job is within walking distance to my house so it’s super convenient!

 

I was surprisingly calm on my first day (I’m usually a nervous wreck over the smallest things) but I really managed to just enjoy it. Getting to know a new group of people, be in a different environment and just try something new. Seeing as I’ve never changed jobs before there was a few challenges I hadn’t anticipated…

 

First of all? P45s. I’d only ever heard of them before, and I knew that you got them when you left a job, but I didn’t know how you got them or what to do what you do with them. Well it turns out you get them in the post, after a rather long wait, and after you’ve had to pay emergency tax because you didn’t have your P45 yet. And then you give them to your new employer, who will probably deal with it as slowly as the last one did.

 

I’d also forgotten what it is like not being totally up on who’s who at work. It’s important to suss out as soon as possible: who’s shagging who, who you can trust, and who you should avoid revealing even the smallest details of your personal life too. Even on a more professional note, learning a new chain of command and what issues are who’s problem – if that makes any sense at all.

 

But it’s only been a fortnight, and I think I’m doing alright at the role itself. Will keep you posted xxx

Author: standardmillennialproblems

Second year university student based in London trying to get a 2.1/battle depression/maintain a struggling social life/wear dresses without self-loathing...all whilst making a few witty comments and trying to note them down here.

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