The One Where I Love Dogs
When I went home today for lunch, I was thinking about how much I love my dogs: Muggsy with his cute face lying next to me, watching every move that I make; Fenway curled up on the blanket; Chubbs, getting up to go to the crate every day when he hears that first bite of apple because he knows that once I eat my apple I've eaten everything else on my plate except dessert and I'm not going to slip him anything else. I just love my dogs. I love most dogs, really.
And now it looks like dogs might be my escape from this hell that I call my office. Because as much as I love my dogs, that's how much I hate this job. I hate it that my boss can't make her own copies and treats me like an admin assistant. I hate it that the higher-ups are always trying to make us work with smarmy people. I hate it that my boss has no idea what she's doing and yet continues to throw me under the bus when she makes mistakes.
So I decided to go back to school starting in the fall to work toward a biology degree so I can work in animal behavior and/or wildlife conservation. I was accepted to do my undergrad work, and I recently found out that I will not have to get a second bachelors, just do some course work to get caught up on my science and math before working on my Masters or PhD. But in the meantime, what would I do? I was hoping to be able to string together enough part-time work that I could go to school full-time, but training has been slow going lately.
This weekend, I finally got the answer I was looking for. One of my fellow trainers, who recently quit because her dog walking business is too busy, is looking for another dog walker. It's pretty good money, and she thinks she can grow her business enough that I could be full-time by August, a great birthday present to give myself. I'm hoping that between walking, training and grooming, I can make a comparable amount to what I'm making now and then go to school full-time. Keep your fingers crossed. My love of dogs might just get me out of here!
And now it looks like dogs might be my escape from this hell that I call my office. Because as much as I love my dogs, that's how much I hate this job. I hate it that my boss can't make her own copies and treats me like an admin assistant. I hate it that the higher-ups are always trying to make us work with smarmy people. I hate it that my boss has no idea what she's doing and yet continues to throw me under the bus when she makes mistakes.
So I decided to go back to school starting in the fall to work toward a biology degree so I can work in animal behavior and/or wildlife conservation. I was accepted to do my undergrad work, and I recently found out that I will not have to get a second bachelors, just do some course work to get caught up on my science and math before working on my Masters or PhD. But in the meantime, what would I do? I was hoping to be able to string together enough part-time work that I could go to school full-time, but training has been slow going lately.
This weekend, I finally got the answer I was looking for. One of my fellow trainers, who recently quit because her dog walking business is too busy, is looking for another dog walker. It's pretty good money, and she thinks she can grow her business enough that I could be full-time by August, a great birthday present to give myself. I'm hoping that between walking, training and grooming, I can make a comparable amount to what I'm making now and then go to school full-time. Keep your fingers crossed. My love of dogs might just get me out of here!
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