This writing prompt made me pull from a few years ago. We all take risks at some level. Even our daily commute to and from work is risky. (At least in my part of the world)
This particular risk was notable, because:
- It didn’t work out.
- It led to even worse decisions.
- Almost ruined my life.
- I almost walked away from everybody and everything in my life.
- …it was part of a long road that helped me heal, find my way again.
I had a potentially excellent job working for The City. Wore the suits, had the office with a nice westernly view, overlooking a central park downtown….bars and restaurants within walking distance….but I was miserable.
After almost 2 years, I realized I couldn’t change decades of toxic work culture and apathy. The management was ineffective, apathetic, and clueless. Those above and below me were roadblocks to change. Zero accountability with almost everyone.
So…I left.
But I jumped on the wrong train.
The short version: Those 3.5 jobs were classic Bait and Switch. I was hired to do something, only to be thrown into a meat grinder and cast aside when no longer needed, or when I questioned their motives and leadership abilities, or lack of.
I say 3 and half jobs…because this current job is the other “half” of that .5
This place of employment almost became another Bait and Switch. I didn’t know that I was “X” employee in the same position under a Director who chewed through people like cheap Post-It-Notes. I really didn’t pay attention until it was too late, that my co-workers (Fellow Project Managers) were leaving en masse. Either transferring or just flat out quitting. Barely 90 days into my role, my Director swapped me out with someone else. (Probably to avoid embarrassment of losing yet another employee) My replacement quit after 30 days in the middle of a meeting, experiencing chest pains. I felt bad for them, but also felt…vindicated.
“It’s not me…it’s you”.
So as I sit here…7 years later after that bumpy start, I smile at the person I have become. I’m more at peace. I’m mostly calmer. I still have my issues, but they are easier to control and treat.
This newest blog is also a reflection of that. Whereas my last blog was only focusing on all the bad things, and a cry for help.
This one…this one is full of perspective, and hope. Things have gotten better since I took that terrible risk. I do paused and try to think things through a little better since then. And weigh the What-If’s and so on.
And technically at this age and stage of my life, I don’t dive in head first anywhere. I am more likely to wade in. 🙂