So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen MQ! - vikefantam

Well, I knew it was coming.  I had been having terrible insomnia.  The first bout was 85 hours.  The second was 60 hours.  The third was 72.  This all happened over about 3-4 weeks or so.  By the third bout, I was severely hallucinating.  I wish you guys could have seen the snow animal parade go up my street.  I thought people were here who weren't. I thought things happened that didn't.  I was in bad shape from lack of sleep.  It wasn't hallucinating like you see on TV.  I was going about my daily dazed routine and just saw this stuff.  I wasn't freaking out or anything.  My mind truly didn't know the difference. I'm as sane as the next person.  Well, almost.    

Anyway, by the third bout, I went to my PCP.  The PA, who knows me, took one look at me and told me how worried he was about me.  I still had the same clothes on as the day before.  I had holes in the knees of my jeans and my long underwear was showing thru.  I hadn't brushed my hair.  I didn't care anymore.  He gave me some Ambien CR and insisted on seeing me in a week.  I got that filled and went home.  I sat on the couch and stared into space for awhile.  It was too early to take the Ambien.  I was going to get up and walk the dogs and brush my teeth.  Bumper was passed out in my lap, dream-twitching, and Maggie was snoring like a mack truck beside me.  I asked them if they wanted to go out.  Snoring.  Twitching.  I asked again.  Same thing.  I got up to pee and get them moving and I hit a wall.  I couldn't move.  I hadn't even taken the Ambien.  I knew I had about 10 seconds before I was asleep.  I put my cigarette out and put my head back and I was gone.  My husband woke me later to tell me to go to bed and we argued.  He couldn't understand that my body would not move.  He got me to take the Ambien just in case I woke up again and couldn't sleep, and he begged me to at least lay down on the couch instead of sitting up.  I couldn't get him to understand that my body would not move.  I finally woke up a few hours after that and was able to get up.  I slept for about 14 hours.  I took the Ambien for 2 more nights and am back to normal as far as sleeping.  

Now, during all of this, MQ calls me to tell me I'm making too many mistakes.  Duh.  I'd been up for 3.5 days, 2.5 days and 3 days.  Tell me something I don't know.  I already hated them anyway so it didn't matter much.  I just didn't have the incentive to quit yet. I knew they were letting me go.  I found a better job within 9 days.  It pays better and they're a lot nicer.  I'm not going to mention their name, as I don't want them to get bombarded with resumes but they do advertise. 

This is what surprised me - they *encourage* their employees to talk amongst each other so we're all on the same page.  MQ forbade that.  I get to pick the accounts I want and the hours.  I don't have a minimum requirement for lines.  I start out at 1 cent less per line but after 2 weeks, I go up to more than I was making at the Q, at least 1 CPL more but depending on my accuracy and the account, I could make up to 3-4 more CPL than MQ. They are very nice and I am really looking forward to working with them.

I loved MQ for awhile and loved working for them.  Until they started ripping me off. What was the point of busting my butt and putting out 1400 lines a shift when I wasn't even sure they were going to pay me for the entire amount?  I dropped down to an average employee as I noticed that reports here and there were missing (one day, I had a whole day of work deleted) and they could never find them.  I tried going back to busting my butt to tried to bring my counts back up but by that point, something must have changed because no matter how many reports I typed or no matter how hard I typed, I couldn't even seem to make 800 lines.  So I'm working as hard as I did when I'm making 1400 lines and I can't even make 700?  Something was rotten in Denmark.  At that point, I had given up but was just too lazy and too disillusioned to look for something else. Them letting me go was the best thing that has ever happened to me.  

If you're happy with them, great!  Stay with them.  If you're not happy, maybe it's time to light a fire under you and look for something else.  It's scary going into something unfamiliar but in the long run, I think it will be worth it.  I'll let you know.

I'll check in now and again to say hi.  I wish you all the best no matter what decisions you make.

Take care!

TD