Well, here we are two weeks after starting the new job. Really liking it, long hours - up to 14 and none under 10 - but they go really quick. Quite a bit to learn but none of it is super complicated. I'm just off-siding for what they call 'specials'. We go round in a truck that has a tail lift and do pick ups that fall out side of the normal courier type stuff. Dealing with bulk, and such. Awkward things.
The thing is, that creates variety in the day. None are the same. I get along well with the driver and we have a bit of a laugh. He can be a fraction bossy outside of what he needs to be, but he's been doing it for years and that's just who he is. I'm starting to say "yeah, I've got it" sort of thing and he's starting to lay off a bit.
The hardest part to get used to is the lack of time to yourself during the week and no amount of pay really makes up for it. Pay day's great, but quality of life is important too. Having come from shit pay of years I'm appreciating the financial and job security. Am able to plan some holidays to NZ later this year and organize some savings. So, I guess that makes up for the hours.
Onward and upward.