I still marvel.
Look around at my life and think “I’m not sure how this happened.”
Every thing that would have gotten me in trouble at my last job – every.single.thing is an asset in this job.
I was too blunt, not a team player in my job. In this job, it’s leadership and refreshing honesty according to my colleagues and clients.
In my last job a mis-step was the end of the world. In this job it’s a “well, let’s not put that slide in the deck. Let’s be mindful of the following concern.”
In the old job I told my manager, who went to the meetings. In this job, they ask if I can fly in for the meeting.
Every thing. Every Single Thing.
And in my old job, I seemed to live on this precipice, waiting for the hammer to fall. In my old job, I felt like I had to be silent, I felt like I was never what they wanted, that the only way to keep from constantly getting thumped was to never say a word. I felt like I couldn’t win.
In this job I am “delightful” and “very funny” and “articulate” and intelligent.
And if I needed more proof, yesterday I got promoted.
Gainsay who dare. . .