yesterday, i went for a job interview.
i received a call prior to that the day before. it was from the company i applied to a month ago -- december, last year. actually, i sent multiple applications and resumes to several other companies last year. i did so for many reasons. for one, but not necessarily the main one, i miss dressing up and i want to do so every day of my life. wearing an issued company uniform, i feel, limits my freedom of expression. i dream of walking around the city in my high heels (like the good old days back home), seeing other young professionals, tall and proud and sometimes stressed out. i missed that kind of vibe. also, i want to find a job that has nothing much to do with team effort. i want to work solo, independently, without the need to consider the efficiency, or lack of it, of anybody. it drives me nuts when one or several others in the team don't do things as swiftly and as accurately as i do. and i thought, for as long as i feel disturbed by all these, i want to find my way out...
in the beginning of this year though, after i promised myself to change my perspective and to let go of the things i definitely don't have control over, i was given extra tasks -- more responsibility, i'm glad! the busier i am, the happier i become. and, thank heavens, there were significant changes in our work benefits and incentives.
so when i received that phonecall, i was half-hearted. the night before the interview, i made a mental note of the advantages i have now and the advantages that i will have should i accept the new job. (yes, i am that confident that the interview will just be a walk in the park). i prayed for discernment. and i questioned my already questionable issues at work. are they valid? are they grounds enough to leave? am i willing to give up my awesome work-life balance -- the sufficient time and energy to go to the gym after, or the nearby swimming complex or simply to watch movies and rewatch Friends on my laptop, and to continue with my baking lessons with google and youtube? can my heart afford losing the luxury of the 10-minute walk from home to work?
it was a battle between comfortability and opportunity. half-hearted as i was, i still went for the interview. i want to make sure i'm right about how i weighed the pros and cons, to make sure that whichever choice i settle with, it's the better, wiser one.
so i chose. my guess is that i'll continue to choose comfort, until something way better comes along.
you know one of the really great things about my current job? there is no daunting need to work overtime. and the least that i would want for myself is to be overworked.
work is one thing. but life after work is one more thing. and i'm really, truly grateful that i derive fulfilment from both, more especially from life after work.
so when i received that phonecall, i was half-hearted. the night before the interview, i made a mental note of the advantages i have now and the advantages that i will have should i accept the new job. (yes, i am that confident that the interview will just be a walk in the park). i prayed for discernment. and i questioned my already questionable issues at work. are they valid? are they grounds enough to leave? am i willing to give up my awesome work-life balance -- the sufficient time and energy to go to the gym after, or the nearby swimming complex or simply to watch movies and rewatch Friends on my laptop, and to continue with my baking lessons with google and youtube? can my heart afford losing the luxury of the 10-minute walk from home to work?
it was a battle between comfortability and opportunity. half-hearted as i was, i still went for the interview. i want to make sure i'm right about how i weighed the pros and cons, to make sure that whichever choice i settle with, it's the better, wiser one.
so i chose. my guess is that i'll continue to choose comfort, until something way better comes along.
you know one of the really great things about my current job? there is no daunting need to work overtime. and the least that i would want for myself is to be overworked.
work is one thing. but life after work is one more thing. and i'm really, truly grateful that i derive fulfilment from both, more especially from life after work.
