Today was so bad I had to walk away

Today was so bad...so bad.  I had to call it quits today.  Today is a Monday.  I had a telephone interview on my schedule for today with a new prospective company.  Our state is still in lock-down due to Covid-19 and the Coronavirus threat, so we are all still working and schooling from home.  I went out to my car and took the interview there.  Rewinding slightly, I had a WEIRD dream...weird.  I woke up much earlier then normal, made coffee and was logged into work an hour ahead of my report time.  I believe the fact that I have stated that I was searching for a new job says how I feel about my current job...but I'm about to vent it all out so here goes.

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I am so angry and pissed off.  I hate my company.  I hate working for them.  I hate what they stand for.  I hate how they act.  I hate my job.

I feel like I need to talk about this and I want to be able to reflect on it someday, so my online blog is a good place to spill it.

I have had to deal with WAY too much bullshit since taking my job in this company.  I was happy when my boss Susan offered me more money than I had ever made before in my industry.  I always go into a job/relationship or any situation knowing exactly what I would like to get out of it.  I joined SHP for the following reasons:
1.  More money as a property manager
2.  Be treated with respect and recognized as capable.
3.  Have a good work culture (better than past workplaces).

That's just about all.  I knew that SHP was taking on a property in my town, West Warwick (at the time).  I had been waiting and waiting for the job to show up online but it didn't.  I waited a month and then I reached out about the position that was open in Groton CT.  I had decided (made up my mind) that I would take that job, WOW them, be happy and eventually be moved to the property in RI.  As all well-laid plans go, the following happened:
1.  I took the job in Groton making more money
2.  I was completely blindsided by the intense structure of the company and how they controlled every little detail of the manager's work.
3.  I was starting to be harassed by the RSC and was able to let it blow over because 2 months after coming to Groton, that opening in RI was offered to me.  6 months into my time in RI, I was forcibly transferred back to Groton.
4.  I had a mental breakdown from the stress, went to a hospital for three weeks!
5.  Upon my return to work (back in Groton), I was once again working with the RSC from the last time.
6.  The harassment from the RSC started up again.  I took it to HR, not wanting another episode that would land me in the hospital and also needing things to be better at work.
7.  After a year, nothing is different except me.  I had to make all of the accommodations.  Anything I asked for fell upon me to resolve. 
8.  Upon reviewing how I had done after a year and a half, I feel this way about it:

• I hit my target in SHP, peaking early.  Within the first 3 months, I had achieved all I would achieve here.  I got what I wanted and then there was backwards motion for a year....I was fired as manager in West Warwick.  The corporate office said, "I wasn't the right fit".  My boss sent me to a 100 unit elderly site in Groton CT with an un-ventilated attic office, a bully of an RSC who's office being on the first floor these past 6 years has created the appearance that she is in charge, and maintenance staff who have a mid range skill level for achieving their jobs.  I have never worked this hard in my life.
• I have not been able to forgive those individuals on the corporate level whose lack of support for me have broken me.Tiffany came down to West Warwick from the Corporate Compliance department and had many negative things to tell the higher ups and my own boss about me.  Other corporate staff have treated me just as poorly...treat us all this way.
• I have not been able to impart the needed changes in a way that can be maintained progressively and no one truly cares about my contributions.  My maintenance staff and I get along very well, but we are not making any great impact.

While writing this vent blog, I had called out for the afternoon.  I had such an incredibly demanding morning with work and it was overwhelming me since I have to balance it with the kids schooling remotely.  I had a headache and felt terrible after calling the corporate office and being spoken to as though I were a piece of garbage by David Montgomery, the IT guy.  I actually cried!  I had enough.  I saw I have vacation days, cashed 3.5 hours in and laid down to rest.

At around 4:00pm, I received a phone call from Tammy from PAG.  She seemed eager to receive confirmation that I would want to take a position with her organization...which I did want to and without hesitation I accepted the new opportunity.  I immediately felt it was right. So in two weeks...I shake the dust from the old situation, and we can move forward.  I wrote a heartfelt letter of resignation and hit send.  It was hard...but I did it.

Namaste