My second child entered our lives just 6 short weeks ago. It is funny how the entire time I was pregnant I just kept saying when asked if I would go back to work when he was born "we're going to wait and see". Well, here he is and I am no closer to "seeing" than I was 6 weeks ago.
I have had jobs I love and jobs I hate and jobs that were a collision of the two. My current employer typically falls under the category of collision. Yet, those are those moment and entire days where opening the car door to go to work is torture. Morally, this employer tests me and ethically I must be prepared for battle.
He (the employer) "sells" hearing aids whereas I went into Audiology to help the hearing impaired. I neither consider myself a salesperson nor want and association with this title. My boss considers being called a "good salesman" a compliment. Over my time with his office I had begun to hear this more and more from patients. He beams with pride when he hears this about me.
My weeks of leave have given me time to think and wash the greasy stank of salesmanship from my body and consider my options.
