So, I've worked at my current job for around three years. I had a really good crew when I first started, and one by one, they all fell off for various reasons. My favorite coworker went and got a job at my old job (same field) and I got stuck picking up the pieces.
There are two owners. A husband and wife. They have been spending a lot of time out of state essentially on vacation and ignoring the shop. Also, my current batch of coworkers are not a good team. They're not helpful and just don't have their head in the game. I wouldn't care so much except it all falls to me to pick up the pieces when they don't pitch in.
Anyway, I took a meeting with the old place I worked at, and got a good offer. Plus, my favorite coworker from the current job works there, and I'm excited to get the dream team back together.
Why do I feel so bad about leaving? The bosses have been completely unavailable and I get no support anywhere. Hours are going down to zero and I can't afford to live.
I haven't exactly been vocal about my problems, because I've been trying to act like a leader and rally the troops
I guess I'm just looking for kind words of encouragement from internet strangers.
Because I like the work that I do, and until we get off the Internet and start guillotining folks, it was one of my best options. It was basically the NewLeaf show where I worked. I could smoke weed outside and do my job high as giraffe balls. Realistically I have to work somewhere until either everything collapses or I magically acquire some skill after being on this path my whole adult life
I take your point though.
Yes, obviously, my point was, "this dude has every reason to switch back to their former place, yet seems like he feels responsability for their actual place despite seeming like interchangeable with his former place"