I hate this job!

I prayed for it; I wanted to go where God wanted me to. I've prayed for him to close all door that isn't the one he has for me, and I got this one. In a way, all the other interviews I've got got canceled.

Thank God I wasn't in the train collision the day before. Maybe I need to thank Him. I'm still alive, but I hate everything about going to Amsterdam. There is always something going on. It is a 1.30-hour route; it's a minimal 2 hours if something happens.

We finally got our business card; I'd waited for this business card for seven months when they told me it would be ready within the first two months. Seven months later, we've got it, and again, it's not working, we are the ones that need to pay to get to work, and they will pay us back if we bring evidence about our travel. What if they decide they won't want to pay for everything? What did they promise many times? I'm not too fond of this job, and I am thankful for it at the same time. I want to think that the Lord has a reason or a lesson for all this. For me, all is not worth it. Why could I not get a job near home? Why do I need to travel 3 to 4 hours daily to work? Why, if I'm late, it's all on me when it's the train's fault? I'm the only one losing.

I need to do as much as possible on the train because it is time to cook and go to bed when I get home. I wouldn't say I like this lifestyle. I try to endure it because it's a season of my life. But I'm starting to hate it as I used to hate my two previous jobs. I feel overwhelmed and will leave this place when I get another opportunity. The work is ok, and no place is perfect, but what gives me the desire to quit is all the things I need to go through to work; it is all not worth it! Also, it's chaotic at work (that's another story). I hate it so much that I will pray for another job soon. But meanwhile, I'm here; I want to know why he wants me to go thru all this.

Be blessed, and stay blessed!