Two years ago, I stepped foot in an office without any idea what was waiting for me. I had just spent the previous 5 months recovering from the worst time of my life. I was used to being at two different jobs and school so I moved around a lot but never had I been responsible for one job for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Would I be able to handle it? I had no training because the woman I was replacing left on Friday and I began on Monday. “Here. This is what you have to do.”
Two years later, as much as I love the people that I work with, it’s time for me to move on. As an office manager here, my job has hit a plateau. I don’t work at a big organization that requires a lot of thinking on my toes. My biggest task during the year is to make sure all our clients get a gift basket. It was a good job at the time of my life when I started this job. Now, it’s time to make a move.
I wanted a job that will give me variety and excitement. The thing about not having finished my degree is that a lot of jobs have that as a requirement. Being 4 classes shy of my degree has hurt my chances with a lot of opportunities. Being just an office manager where half my skills aren’t being utilized hurt my chances on paper. I am now given an opportunity to work at a major trade association as an executive assistant.
In the town where the big guns rule, I’m going to be communicating with legislators on Capitol Hill, organizing conferences for our clients and putting together a daily alert with news clippings. I might even get to write testimonies and briefs…lots of communication, lots of research. I will be the key person to handle the details so my bosses can deal with the important stuff.
This is an amazing opportunity. It would be a lie to say that I am not terrified. I do thrive under pressure but I haven’t BEEN under pressure in the last two years. What if my instincts don’t kick in? What if my confidence falls through?
I almost considered turning down the job. For a split second.
I asked for this. I walked in with confidence and took it. I’ve been needing a change in my life and this challenge is exactly what that change should be. My hours are so that I can take night classes to finish up school and move on to my Master’s. The pay may not be FUCKING AMAZING, like some of the other jobs I checked out but there is room for me to grow. I have to remember that I have to take baby steps. There are things I want NOW…that I’ve been wanting for YEARS but I also know that I made choices in the past that I now have to clean up…and consider every step I take.
So here I am, sitting at my desk…listening to my boss talk on the phone with a client and I’m wondering how the hell I’m going to look him in the face and resign.
What was your first full-time job? How have you handled resignations in your career? What have been some good opportunities that came your way that you didn’t take? Or did take and how did they affect you?