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To stay for a year or not to stay? That is the question. The answer? RUN. NOW.
My first job was a gig straight out of college. I took the first thing I could find since I needed to pay those bills, and wound up a secretary in an university office.
I had a BA and a BS and the department head asked me repeatedly why I wanted to do this, and I explained that I loved the school and wanted to learn more about it from the inside. And pay my bills.
So I was hired and linked to a completely awesome guy in charge of the fitness program offerings at Penn State. He told me repeatedly not to get sucked in there and to keep looking for better opportunities.
The whole team was extremely supportive. The other secretaries I worked with were amazing. They were the most organized on top of their shit people I’ve ever met, and they worked HARD. It was amazed on a daily basis by how much work they cranked out.
Now we bring in the supervisor AKA demon spawn.
(Disclaimer: It’s been 12+ years since this happened and she’s now retired, so in the off chance someone recognized the situation, it still wouldn’t impact her career.)
This women was one of the most soul crushing, verbally abusive, tyrants of a human being I’d ever met. There had been really high turnover in the role I took as…
