It's amazing the difference one year can make
It was exactly one year ago this evening, sitting in Bryden's after a softball game, celebrating Resh and Paul's birthday(s) [not entirely sure on that one... is it plural? it's the same day... but they're two people, not like twins or anything....?], that Naing and DC first brought up the idea of working here.
It was that innocent comment of, "You're not happy with your job? Really? Cuz Michael's looking for a mechanical guy..." that seems to have changed everything.
The feeling of stagnation? Gone.
That ominous "Am I going to work in this shithole forever?" vibe? Gone.
I had no idea the cloud of working a crappy job could place on your entire life. I am without question a happier person now, if only because I appreciate the idea of working for a cool boss who actually appreciates what you bring to the table instead of just shitting on you and taking credit for your hard work. I love that I actually like working with the people here. I can't say that I didn't like the people I used to work with, but I didn't exactly like working with them. Does that make any sense? Now, I'm in a situation where not only do I like working with them, I'll willingly hang out with them in the evenings and on weekends, too.
Last August, I arranged an interview from an Internet Cafe near the beach in Ibiza, and everything changed.
It was a bad choice to just leap at the first thing that came along, but considering the job market in the spring of 2003, I took a chance. I lost, but oh well. It feels like I got a Mulligan on my first two years out of school, and I don't plan to waste it.
Some of the happiest people I know are the ones that took the biggest chances. If you've got the right attitude, it's hard for things not to work out.
And you know what? We're all young enough (anyone I know who reads this is still in their 20's), that even if it blows up catastrophically in our faces, we've got ample time to right the ship, and move on in another direction.
You never know... you just might like it.
It was that innocent comment of, "You're not happy with your job? Really? Cuz Michael's looking for a mechanical guy..." that seems to have changed everything.
The feeling of stagnation? Gone.
That ominous "Am I going to work in this shithole forever?" vibe? Gone.
I had no idea the cloud of working a crappy job could place on your entire life. I am without question a happier person now, if only because I appreciate the idea of working for a cool boss who actually appreciates what you bring to the table instead of just shitting on you and taking credit for your hard work. I love that I actually like working with the people here. I can't say that I didn't like the people I used to work with, but I didn't exactly like working with them. Does that make any sense? Now, I'm in a situation where not only do I like working with them, I'll willingly hang out with them in the evenings and on weekends, too.
Last August, I arranged an interview from an Internet Cafe near the beach in Ibiza, and everything changed.
It was a bad choice to just leap at the first thing that came along, but considering the job market in the spring of 2003, I took a chance. I lost, but oh well. It feels like I got a Mulligan on my first two years out of school, and I don't plan to waste it.
Some of the happiest people I know are the ones that took the biggest chances. If you've got the right attitude, it's hard for things not to work out.
And you know what? We're all young enough (anyone I know who reads this is still in their 20's), that even if it blows up catastrophically in our faces, we've got ample time to right the ship, and move on in another direction.
You never know... you just might like it.
posted by Iain @ 1:33 PM
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