Is it really so great?

Well I'm going to fast forward a bit, without as much detail. After working with those wonderful, and yes, I'll admit, sometimes stressful, ladies for about a month, one of my bosses called me into her office. When I was initially hired, they were planning on using me as a driver. Basically to take the ladies to doctor appointments and on outings. That was why I was working at two different houses. Now that I was trained at both houses, they wanted to get me going as a driver. However, I have a horrible driving record. So they were "forced" to put me on part time. And on a graveyard shift. At a totally different house. Well that didn't fly. I did that for a month before I figured out that I couldn't keep working three nights a week. So I quit.
I'm not sure if I realized how much this job affected me. In fact, I'm positive that I didn't realize it. I moved on and got a job at an inbound call center. For the first two months, I didn't mind it. Because I was just in training. But once I got on the phones with real people and had to listen to their bitching for eight hours a day, I went crazy. Can you imagine listening to someone lie to you just so that they don't have to pay for something, and you can't call them on their lie? You have to listen to them and assume that they are telling the truth. Even though there is no possible way they could be telling the truth. Oh God. I don't know how people do it. But when someone is yelling at me because their cell phone bill is so high and blaming me for it, I can barely hold my tongue. So, obviously, I quit.
I'm a big fan of looking for a job on the internet. That way, I can chill on my couch, in my pajamas, listen to music or watch TV, or both at the same time, and surf the internet while I apply for dozens of jobs. I don't have to dress nice and do my hair just to walk into a place of business, get an application, and walk out, all within a minute or so. That way, I can wait to dress nice for the interview, when I know I'll be seeing someone important and will be staying for more than a minute.
Anyways, like I said, that job must have hit somewhere deep because when I started applying for a job, I began looking for health care related jobs. I was already CPR/first aid certified. I was already med certified. And I had a little bit of experience. The first one that I got an interview at was an old folks home. Not ideal, but it worked. Needless to say, I didn't get that job. Not too much of a bummer. Luckily, it didn't take me long to get an interview at the job I now have.
The first time I arrived at the office wasn't an interview. But the lady on the phone had explained that I was just picking up some papers and when I came and dropped them off a few days later, then I would have an interview. Within those few days as I filled out the stack of papers, I began to get a little nervous. First of all, I had to explain in detail about the underage drinking ticket that I had received in April. And although all businesses say that something like that won't effect whether you get hired or not, you know it probably will. Second of all, was I remembering my first experience at this kind of job correctly? Did I really enjoy it as much as I thought I did? Or was I just making it seem better because I had hated the call center job so badly? However, I returned for my interview.
It went extremely well. I say that because I got hired on the spot. She asked what kind of shift I wanted. I got it. I even got to go to the most high functioning house. Plus, I had orientation the next day and started at the house two days after that. I just prayed that I really did enjoy this kind of work and I had just played it all up in my head.