September 18, 2008
My existential crisis yesterday has ended, more due to my ongoing cold taking up all immediate resources as opposed to sitting around wondering who stole my proverbial cheese.
During my absence my work email flooded. Escalation after escalation is tippling all over the place, and one of my customers threw such a strop that I was taking a few days off that he was going to escalate as I wasn't going to answer questions right now. Even though I took a few days leave. He's angry because he pays for project management services and expects me to work (even though he doesn't pay for my work when I'm on leave). To which all I could think was: I am not steak. You can't just order me.
It's time to move on, I think. I may enjoy working from home but I'm beginning to sell my soul in doing so, and I don't know if I can do that much longer. Additionally, although we've gotten fabulous bonuses, in general our pay rises in Dream Job have not been in keeping with inflation, so now that bread costs 140,000 pounds we're all finding our paychecks don't go as far.
My interview yesterday went well, so well in fact that I am already shortlisted on the candidate list. Over 100 people applied for this position and only 10 will make it to interview. I am luckily one of those 10, and this will sound very cocky but I am the kind of person that believes if I can get the interview, I can get the job. The job sounds good and interesting, the only problem is it may include occasional travel to Scandinavia. I like Scandinavia, and my ability to speak and read Swedish helps, it's just I could do without travel, really.
I have another interview today, ironically with another firm that may involve occasional travel. The big issue though is this company would take me straight into the jaws of the beast - I will be working with Company X. Not working for Company X, but working with them. Including people from my past.
And this is hard for me.
Angus says I should hold my head high, that fuck 'em - they let me go and I've moved on. Getting cut has nothing to do with my performance, it had to do with length of service. I've proven myself since then, and I don't have anything to feel stupid about.
Apart from the Swunt taking my name and trashing it with extremely high-ranking managers in Company X, that is.
People I may have to come face to face to across the table.
I'm going ahead and interviewing, but honestly don't know if I can take this role. I can do the work, but maybe I lack the cojones to stare down my past.
We'll see. I've pulled out my eight year old business suit (luckily still current as it just managed to clear that "shoulder pad" hurdle that felled so many other business suits), dusted off my heels, and will have my interview face ready.
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