Hi, how are you today?
Two months ago I agreed with my now previous employer that it would be for the best that we terminated my contract, this is something that I should have realised sooner as the job was taking over my life and taking a toll in all areas. My health was poor, my relationship with Mr. Parker was falling apart, I didn’t have the time or the energy to do anything outside work and when I wasn’t at work I was worrying about it, specially because all of what was happening wasn’t allowing me to do the job properly either.
I was miserable and unhappy.
I knew I wanted to get out of there, I was going to work thinking that I just had to endure 8 hours of work and the delightful company of some people who I didn’t particularly liked. Hell.
So one day, after several conversations about my performance and me almost losing the plot I was placed on garden leave which was the best thing that could have happened.
For the first week I slepped between 10 to 12 hours, on the second week I started jogging and looking to get another job, I was curious to know which other companies and jobs could be interested in me and me in them.
By the third week I was being called for job interviews and I had to go back to the company to have a meeting, after the formalities that come with it I said “I don’t want to work here anymore and I would appreciate that you consider this meeting as my formal resignation”, HR and my general manager were caught by surprise, they probably thought that I was going to fight the accusations that they already had written down on the papers I could see across the table. They agreed and payed me until the end of the month plus the holiday I was still entitled. I got out feeling that I was free, I felt like a weight was lifted from my back, my mind and soul. I remember that the sun was shinning. I called Mr. Parker to tell him the good news and also my dad to tell the happy news.
By week four I was getting worried has the calls from agencies started being less and less by the end of the fourth week I got 2 phone calls for jobs that would take me 2 hours of daily commuting but if that was what I was given then I had to go for it. To take my mind of my worries I joined the gym, something I haven’t done in about 10 years and on the first day I got a call mid-cycling to go for a job interview that same morning, it went so well that I started working that same day.
It’s now been 5 weeks since I’ve started my new job and I’m so happy, the hours are the same but I’m not getting out of bed at 5am but at 7am I leave at 5pm and the gym is a 2 minute walk away, when I get home I still have time and energy to do things around the house, have a nice meal with Mr. Parker, watch some of my favourite programmes and not think about work.
I like the people and the environment where I’m working, I like the fact that the office has windows and proper ventilation, I get the chance of seeing the new fashion trends before they hit the stores, I like having time and energy to take care of myself and others.
Lots of love