Breaking out

Well I'm a free man at last. In the sense that I am no longer a slave to my job... er, former job. Yeah that's right: I'm no longer working for the Hive anymore, as of this past Monday in fact. And honestly I feel somewhat at ease with this. Of course this was not how I would have planned it; moving into a new apartment and losing your job in the same month is never the way to go, but I can't say that I am disappointed. Shocked at the timing of this all, but not unhappy. Obviously I would have rather left on my own terms, but I think this is for the best. Now that I have had time to let my emotions calm down a bit, I can make an enlightened assessment.

I have not been happy with my job for the past two months or so. The fact that I have been looking, and even interviewing at other places, has made this abundantly clear to me. It's really hard to put forth the same effort into your work when you are struggling to justify why you are doing it. Maybe this was reflected in my performance or attitude? I don't know. Any way I spin it I wasn't happy with my role. One, I felt my immediate boss was utterly incompetent. And more importantly I really felt that I had reached the pinnacle of advancement in the company. Sure I feel the company will be heading somewhere, but deep down I didn't feel I would be a part of that. I felt rather pigeonholed in my department with no chance for any more responsibilities, challenges or room to grow.

Deep down I know this is simply one of the many avenues I will experience during my life. But they call 'em first jobs for a reason. This is simply the impetus (wake up call) to get my act together/ducks in a row/ass in gear... so if you are looking for or know someone who is looking for a Jr. Copywriter I'm your man.