There is no greater wisdom than well to time the beginnings and onsets of things. --Bacon. [1913 Webster]
I think that my ex-coworkers are beginning to feel my absence in the office. I think they even miss me, if the emails and phone calls are a tell-tale sign. The dishes are piling up in the kitchenette, the courrier isn't being sent regularly, the lotto pool has stopped... I know all of this because S called me at work on Thursday.
At my ex place of employment, there are two regional offices coordinators; One of them was my boss, and he is retiring in April. The other one was to become my new boss then. The other one was apparently visiting our my ex-office, and he told my ex-coworkers that he was just about to put me permanent. Are you freaking shitting me? After 8 years of being on contract? S told him that not letting me know that golden little tidbit before I accepted my new job offer was a crappy thing to do to me. He said that I was gone so fast, that he didn't have the time to do anything, which is true, I admit. I was gone out of there SO fast, after my boss threw me a freebie by reducing my 2 weeks notice to 3 days. It's the least they could do, after stringing me along like that for 8 years.
S said that they begged him to re-offer me that deal, that I might change my mind and come back. (And honestly, I would seriously consider it. I love my new job, but I'm not a big risk taker when it comes to my budget.) Apparently, it's too late. The executives have decided to take my position and salary and send it to their new Northern office. My ex-coworkers have been told to make peace with the fact that they will not have another receptionist/assistant ever again. The front door will now be locked 24/7, a doorbell will be installed, and they will open on appointment only. Wow.
At first, I was upset. With teary eyes, I was reminiscing about our inappropriate jokes and our TMI conversations. But then I focussed on my new job again, and decided that there's no use dwelling on the woulda-shoulda-coulda. All I can do is hope that "everything happens for a reason" and that this really oddly timed job switching thing happened for a reason.
I don't want to jinx it, but I truly, honestly LOVE love love my new job! My new coworkers are SUPER nice, happy individuals with interesting lives. It's actually eerie how happy most of the employees are. Was I just too used to the overwhelming negativity and low morale at my last job? My new coworkers made me feel welcome right away. Everybody seems to like their job, and they act appropriately professional. I can't foresee anyone asking me to draft a personal child custody proposal and send it to their lawyer, anytime soon. I know this is going to sound totally premature, but I could honestly see myself hanging out with some of them outside of work. Some of these people really inspire me.
I feel like I'm making a contribution. I help communication products go through all of their approval steps, I love catching and fixing errors, and get a little thrill when our finished product is approved by the Minister's Office and/or when I'm sending our news releases to all the atlantic medias and submitting them myself on our website media room. You all know me, isn't that sooooo me? Being around a mix of artsy and professional people, dealing with written pieces, and contributing a tiny bit online? This job was made for me. And the best part is, I really may actually have a chance of climbing the ladder there a little bit; They encourage it strongly.
I really really really would be so blessed if I was able to stay beyond the 3 months. I would be ecstatic. I feel like a little girl who has a big crush, except that my crush is my new job.
I think it is totally natural to feel that way. My job at the magazine was one of the most effed up, unhealthy job situations on planet Earth. But still? The day I gave my notice, I had a breakdown on the way home about leaving my co-workers, etc. I'm so thrilled to hear that you love the new job and that you feel like you're contributing something meaningful - focus on that feeling!!
Nancy, it's amazing how much you remind me of myself sometimes. I went through nearly the same thing - job that paid well, but was a dead-end drudgery with low morale all around to job that was *meant* for me, even if the paycheck was less, in a company I respected with co-workers that were happy to be there. I hope it all works out wonderfully for you too - sounds like you and Steph are having a year of new beginnings that are all going in good directions!
So so so happy for you!!!
I'm so happy for you! I hope things continue this way for you and that in three months time you get a more permanent offer! :)
That is great that you love your job so much! So happy for you!
That is awesome that you love the job so much!
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