Tonight when I should have been at a banquet schmoozing people that in less than 5 years will be a distant memory. I played hooky. I've been playing hooky more and more when it comes to this particular job (one of many) as of late. Call it giving my bosses a much deserved taste of their own medicine. Call it my inner self going "hell to the no this is not your scene so stop fucking pretending". Call it fate. Whatever it is I have essentially sealed my fate. (FREEDOM). The fact of the matter is that I've been so stressed out about this one particular job that it has affected the way I do the things that are important to me. I've been so turned around, so tore up about whether or not I could ever walk away from this job. I've crippled myself. I physically couldn't do even the most mundane thing (like check the mail) when it came to this job I've been rejecting it so. I start thinking about how it took them 2 years to find me, "if I leave they'll be in the lurch." "it will take forever to find someone else, maybe I can pull myself together"... and OH MY GOD why do I care this much about the feelings of the people I work with?!!
I want to hear about a time that you committed (what felt like) a major faux pas at work. Tell me how or if you recovered. Or perhaps tell me about the best way you quit a job(s). Tell me I'm not alone in being silly enough to care so much about what my departure would mean to the organization. keep it annonymous if you'd like but PLEASE SHARE.
I'll begin with the best way I quit a job. writing "isn't your bitch anymore" under my name on the station production board. (It took having a panic attack at the thought of going to work for me to leave that job)
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Stick A Fork In Me.
Posted by Franny at 11:30 PM
Labels: Overthink Things Much?
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I walked away from my teaching career five years ago because I couldn't stand the politics or the lies from the then superintendent anymore. Fortunately, the school district has a much better superintendent these days. Anyway, I thought it would kill me to leave my school, my colleagues, and especially all the students. It took me 2 years to leave this job, after thinking about it for 2 years before that. I had a baby and then stayed home another year. I really eased my way out of that one. Good luck! One other time, I had this job I really hated in college. I got a different job delivering pizzas and started the day I was hired. I called my other job and quit over the phone while I was on a delivery run. Even if you don't want to deliver pizzas, maybe just eating one would help...? Thanks for stopping by my blog. I'm adding you to my blog roll if that's okay.
Sorry you're having such an awful time. I know exactly how you feel, b/c when I left each of the jobs I had working with animals, the hardest part was walking away from the dogs and not knowing if they were being taken care of properly, etc. And I always thought, I'm such a vital part of this company, will they survive without me? But that's just part of a slightly inflated ego, honestly, b/c those companies existed before I got there and continued on once I left. I had made an impact, sure, but my departure wasn't going to end the world. You need to do what's right for you. Otherwise, you're no good to anyone!
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