Getting Warmer
It’s officially summer when the office temperature drops to ungodly cold levels. Today we had a meeting in one of the conference rooms and my teeth were literally chattering. It doesn’t help that summer means less clothing. I really should’ve learned my lesson the past two summers I’ve worked here and started dressing in lots of layers.
But nope, still wearing short-sleeves, a skirt, and sandals.
My official work anniversary isn’t until Friday, but two years ago I started here on the day after Memorial Day, so it was very much like today (plus I was wearing the same skirt and sandals!). My department contains four people who were here when I started and everyone else is newer (and younger) than me. Three people who were here when I started are gone, and there have been several others who both came and left in the time that I’ve been here.
So I suppose this is a time for self-reflection, thinking about my job and what my goals are and all that. I’m actually still not sure, although I have a clearer picture of what I want to do and how. And, wonder of wonders, I’m getting actual experience in a career that I might want, instead of a bunch of random office skills that I have to find a way to bullshit into a resume.
I’ve never been one for narrowing my options. Even now, at this job, I find myself fighting against being pigeon-holed. I don’t just want to write print, I want to write online. And marketing. Emails and brochures and ads and corporate materials and banners and direct response and whatever the opposite of that is. I can and will do it all! (It helps that I’m the only copywriter, or this stuff would’ve been divvied out a long time ago). But it’s mostly because I’m trying to keep my options open. To learn and do as much as I can, so that I’m qualified for everything (and specialized in nothing). I’ve already given up on sociology and urban planning and historic preservation and wedding planning and all the other career ideas I once entertained. Let me keep my options open at least here, in this little niche, for as long as possible.
(Plus the more I do on my own, the more valuable I am as an employee. Ha!)
And now I think it's time for some hot chocolate.
But nope, still wearing short-sleeves, a skirt, and sandals.
My official work anniversary isn’t until Friday, but two years ago I started here on the day after Memorial Day, so it was very much like today (plus I was wearing the same skirt and sandals!). My department contains four people who were here when I started and everyone else is newer (and younger) than me. Three people who were here when I started are gone, and there have been several others who both came and left in the time that I’ve been here.
So I suppose this is a time for self-reflection, thinking about my job and what my goals are and all that. I’m actually still not sure, although I have a clearer picture of what I want to do and how. And, wonder of wonders, I’m getting actual experience in a career that I might want, instead of a bunch of random office skills that I have to find a way to bullshit into a resume.
I’ve never been one for narrowing my options. Even now, at this job, I find myself fighting against being pigeon-holed. I don’t just want to write print, I want to write online. And marketing. Emails and brochures and ads and corporate materials and banners and direct response and whatever the opposite of that is. I can and will do it all! (It helps that I’m the only copywriter, or this stuff would’ve been divvied out a long time ago). But it’s mostly because I’m trying to keep my options open. To learn and do as much as I can, so that I’m qualified for everything (and specialized in nothing). I’ve already given up on sociology and urban planning and historic preservation and wedding planning and all the other career ideas I once entertained. Let me keep my options open at least here, in this little niche, for as long as possible.
(Plus the more I do on my own, the more valuable I am as an employee. Ha!)
And now I think it's time for some hot chocolate.
Labels: Time Flies, Workin', Writing