CunningLinguist

yesterday was one of those days if i hadn`t already resigned i would have. it was that bad, there seems to be all of these little cliques and private meetings going on.

i feel like i`m back in high school. saddening is that my [soon to be ex] boss encourages this behaviour.

whatever, two weeks left. within that two weeks i should hear from jamaica.

i`m pretty much on cruise control at work but there is the first campaign i design for the agency that`s supposed to start running next month, it`s fantastic work if i might say so myself, i don`t want to see it fucked up in my absence.

there is a certain amount of freedom that comes with knowing that your days in an organisation are specifically numbered.

for the second time this week i managed to oversleep, i`m not one to slack off when i`m leaving a job, i have nothing, if not a reputation to maintain. but since i handed in my resignation yesterday, i feel lighter.

i`m working on taking care of some of the other things that i need to make my steps forward. i`ve gotten the forms i need, i`m calling about the letters i need to attach to the form.

things are progressing nicely. i lost my train of thought in the middle of the post, cause my boss came to have a little tete a tete with me. she seems to be working on trying to convince me to stay in some subtle way.

i`m not convinced.

almost as an anticlimax i handed in my resignation. she accepted, long lecture notwithstanding, my last day is october 10.

the letter was civil and i feel lighter for it.

i have no idea what i`m going to do in the next month, but i`ve managed before, i`ll manage now.

my employer wants to be me more responsible in the office. the take charge, go to, guy.

i can`t say i`m not that sort of person, but i`m singularly uninspired to do so at my office. what am i doing in taking charge in my own life. on monday i applied for a job in jamaica, that i`m highly qualified for. yes, my years of experience, my multiple skills do count for something. i got a fairly positive vibe as well, which in turn has given me the ego boost i need to get through this week.

you should be careful what you wish for, i asked for pain and now i`ve got a wisdom tooth bugging the hell out of me. not at all fun, i should have specified.

i`m going to be specific now, i want this job. i want it so badly i can taste it.

why? it seems like a challenge and the firm has a good reputation. jamaica is a non-stop flight from atlanta, which means i can see vic a lot more frequently.

there are a couple of cons – the cost of living, the crime situation. i`m living on less money here that i have in a long time, i think i can find a budget that works and i`m already living somewhere with a crime situation that`s getting out of hand.

i want this job and i want your help, those of you that do, pray for me to get this job, those of you that don`t, send something positive my way for this job. thanks.

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i seem to have a cat like ability to land on my feet.

there`s a standing joke in the advertising industry here about my penchant for leaving a job before i have something else lined up. to some it may seem irresponsible, but when i started in the industry i was setting type.

i`m going to date myself here, but i`m proud of my age. when i started in advertising, laser printers were the exception, not the rule. and types on an ad consisted of rubbing letraset characters. i was the new wave, we did the typography on the computer, using the 13 type faces that apple offered at the time. the artist would spec the type, we would do all of it up on the computer then send it out to the one lithographer in the country, who also owned the only laser printer in the country.

for the next five years, i grew with the burgeoning industry. from preparing artwork in full colour, to sending it for output to film, to going straight to the newspapers. we were on the edge of technology. our agency was the first and i was neck deep in it.

i helped production departments at the two major newspapers adjust to the new digital workflow, all the time learning and growing. my first marriage collapsed. i was distressed but i now had an excuse to spend 20 hours a day in the office.

this wasn`t a job anymore this was a career. and one day i realised i`d gotten as far as i was going to get where i was, so i quit. i had no job lined up, i was going to go home and be self employed.

and it was good. i made enough money to meet my commitments, i was happy and i made a decision, the day work ceased being fun i was going to stop. i try to keep that promise to myself.

i`ve left the industry in this country entirely for two years and now i`m back. working for a woman i have no respect for. in a job that pays less that i made when i left my first advertising gig.

i`ve been in this industry 12 years. i have enough experience to start my own business. why am i settling? why am i putting up with this shit? am i truly unhappy with my job or is it just my boss that i loathe? is it time for me to just walk away?

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