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Not my intention

After I left my previous job, I figured that they would plug the holes and move on as they have done in the past. They hired a guy that I sort of admired to replace me. I wanted to work with him several years ago when he was between jobs. Didn’t work out.

I still talk to and hang out with some of the people I worked with. They are frustrated. They are inconsolable. Luckily, their anger is not thrown in my direction. I think they understand why I had to leave the company. From their reports it sounds like the company is imploding like an old Vegas casino being taken down with dynamite.

There’s a simple fact here that I used to scoff at: if you don’t like the situation you’re in – change your position. It was so easy for the speaker to spout off this bit of advice but it seemed impossible to do… until I did it. Now I’m the one saying it like it’s nothing.

It was not my intention to make the people working for this company feel uncomfortable. I did it partly to punish the powers-that-be for not treating me differently. I’ve probably said this before but it feels like a vindication, that what I was thinking was going to happen actually came to fruition.

No job is ever going to be wine and roses every day. They have to pay you to show up and stay all day. I would say most people are underpaid. As soon as I say this someone is going to spout off statistics about workers goofing off.

Let me dispense this advice and then I’ll leave you alone: If you are THAT frustrated by your job (or situation or whatever) then get out of it. It’s not as hard as you think to find a new gig – depending on where you live. Let’s say you can’t leave your situation, what you really have to try and do is change your situation. I spent years – years – trying to change my job. It just didn’t work and that’s why I left.

If you spend a lot of hours at the office, try taking more days off. You have to find a rationale for getting OUT of the office just like you rationalize being IN the office. Nobody laid on their deathbed and said “I wish I’d spent more time in the office”.

Nobody.

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