I quit my beloved job today, and it may seem i did it for no good reason.
I don’t a have a secured new position with a higher salary.
No one really bangs my door, eager to offer me one.
Why have i done it?
It was an emotional decision, which is unusual for me.
But emotional doesn’t mean wrong.
I invest a lot in my work.
You could even say I kept it runnin’ on my soul’ flame.
I pride myself on caring a whole lot about my work.
I’m more emotional about my work than I’m about my love life.
Emotional decision was valid.
What gives happiness at work?
- work must push your limits, broaden your vision, stretch your talents.
- clear goals, clearly laid out rules, clearly drawn line of responsibility.
- Unambiguous assessment.
- don’t throw words like “you failed everything” every damn time,
despite whatever we’ve achieved.
- just give me the damn control about what I do!
let me make my fuckin’ decisions!
I’m good at it.
And two weeks ago I looked around myself, and noticed that there’s no more fun in my work, there’s just monotonous trying to break through cordon of not-interested, while having close to none authority and being held responsible for not my decisions.
What sealed the deal for me through, was a minor detail; idle, random talk.
I was told that I DON’T care about my job.
And instantly I was tempted to STOP caring for real.
It was like having a key stone removed from it’s place.
If I DON’T care – I wish you can find someone who DOES.
And i’m excited to see you top my “everything is failed”-achievments.