“Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.”
― Kurt Vonnegut
I’ve been doing my current job for over four years.
It’s the second longest period of my career.
Truth is, I should have left well before now but what with the plague, lockdown and having it too easy, I couldn’t find the energy to buff up (no, not embellish) my CV, let alone plug myself back into the playground that is the recruitment market.
But, I’ve taken the plunge (don’t tell the Boss…) and whilst my preferred option is still to look for freelance work — and not just in the legal space — I realise that despite my chagrin with the inadequacies of the workplace (e.g. culture, leadership, kindness), there still exist a few opportunities that are, at the very least, worth considering.
I’m under no illusion though — having had more job/roles than hot dinners — that one job/employer is much like the next; and, yes, there are always exceptions but they’ve not come my way.
Not to worry.
At least I’m still possessed of enough give-a-shit to not fold in the face of the depressive ennui that I’ve been shadowed by these past 18 months, not helped by the diktat of having to return to the office three days a week for no other reason than someone can keep an eye on me and the small team that I’m part of.
I’ll keep you posted about what materialises but I’m quietly confident that allowing for the due process of selection, I might be moving on to pastures new.
Take care,
Julian
PS. If I can’t find the right role or I’m not successful then all the more reason to strike out on my own and develop a new form of consulting practice.
Spinning plates
I hear you. In many ways my world has gotten a lot smaller over the past 24 months. Something I’m contemplating today. Warmest, Will
Best wishes for whatever comes next, Ju.