In 2013, I left a different admin job to take a break from it, and ultimately move away from it, but in 2015, I accepted another admin job mostly because of the man who’d be my boss. We clicked; we could talk easily, freely and honestly.
Unfortunately, upper management didn’t think he was the right one to lead the hospital account. Less than three months later, he was moved to another location. I’ve never clicked with his replacement and the entire office vibe changed, but not for the better.
I can’t lie, I’ve been somewhat pissed off about what happened with the old boss, but I’m starting to think it was a good thing. If he’d stayed, there’s a very good chance I would’ve too and I would’ve stayed in a limited role. Him being gone is finally forcing me to light a fire under my own ass to do something I’m passionate about.
At the recommendation of a recent networking connection, I’ve been reading Body of Work: Finding the Thread That Ties Your Story Together by Pamela Slim. This is how it’s described: The author “shows how to find the connections among diverse accomplishments, sell your story, and continually reinvent and relaunch your brand.”
It’s an easy read, but very dense with material. I have a diverse background including public relations and computer networking and it’s a nice feeling to know I can take my existing body of work and create a new one.
I’ve never had a great family support system – they’re of the mindset that you find a well-paying job, whether you like it or not, and do it until you retire. Yikes, that sounds miserable with a capital M. Whatever I’ve wanted to do, I don’t share with them, as they’ve not supported my endeavors. I’ve wrestled with not having a lot of faith in myself and in combination with negative self-talk, challenges ensued.
But things are changing for the positive and at this juncture, my attitude is fuck it, I’m going to pursue what makes me happy, not what others expect.
It’s about damn time.