This Job is Just Not That Into You
By: Kelly Keenan Trumpbour
How long do you hang out in a job before you decide it stinks worse than your boyfriend’s socks? Sure, it sounds like there should be an easy and immediate answer, -Alex, I’d like to take ‘Kiss my Grits as I Walk My Oh-So-Hot Ass out the Door’ for $500 please.
But let’s face it. You need the money, you need the line on your resume. Sometimes we sit and rot in a job thinking there might be better times to come. Much like a bad relationship, we give ourselves the pep talk. It’s me. I’m just not appreciating what I have here. If I put on my Pollyanna, happier-than-a-drunk-bumble-bee smile, I’ll just see the potential.
And there are the rare occasions when hunkering down in the trenches of monotonous day-to-day work means you can spring on a choice opportunity and wrestle it to the ground like the wild Valkyrie you are. You want to nail that story, client, or account worse than your prom date. And goodness knows we wouldn’t want to miss an opportunity. And that’s what keeps your butt in that really God awful chair staring at the fuzz on your cubicle wall.