Yesterday I was asked to resign from a casual job that while I enjoyed working in, the lack of organisation & the hours didn’t suit me so well. I wasn’t too concerned about being pressured into resigning, but it still had me spinning as it was unexpected. I know that I did everything I could to do a good job & see that on some level I will be missed. But I am also one of those fortunate people who could resign. I didn’t need to be there, and my lifestyle wasn’t dependent on the hours I worked or the money I got paid. I enjoyed being there, doing work, having a bit of structure to my life, that pushed my hand to a very structured training schedule (Which was working very well). But it did make me think of all the women I know (young women) who work jobs were they get bullied or treated inappropriately & cannot leave because they need those hours to put a roof over their head, food on the table & fuel in their car, there may have even been some within this company.
Although the more I think about it, the type of people I worked with & the environment, I should have realised that my time with this company was going to be limited. My desire to do a good job didn’t extend to dealing with office politics, conforming to an employee level on duty and as my husband put it, they “threw me under the bus” when I brought up the upgoing rostering issues & follow up items, which seem to be pretty commonplace long before I arrived.
I cared too much about these issues for me to enjoy the job outside the actual position and I am most disappointed in myself for this & for bringing it up, with the people I did
but if I hadn’t, I would still be very unhappy with these issues & just lowering my standards to do a less than satisfactory job.
Putting in my resignation was pretty easy when I think about the effect this was having on my life. However, I now have free time – free time as a business owner is a loose term, but a more a relaxed schedule & thinking about the motivation & dedication I am going to need to keep up my training is going to be the toughest part of the whole thing. I had used the job as a great way to push myself & my limits in my running fitness, with the ultimate goal of running from the studio to the post & back.
Still reeling for the shock of all this, I got up this morning, feeling flat, depressed & unmotivated to push on with my usual Tuesday training schedule which included a CrossFit & pool session followed by some Routine Work & Pole Training at the studio before class. So I have given myself a day to grieve the loss of a job, the new companionships I was starting to create, and to be disappointed in both myself & the company. I will hopefully get motivated enough to map out changes to my training schedule to suit a more relaxed agenda & come up with a game plan to tackle it, but not convinced it will still be achievable on my end, without the added commitment of having to be somewhere.
I am proud of my decision to put my family first & saying “no” to continuing in a role for a company that couldn’t see value in me. Also incredibly grateful to be in a position where I could say “no”, and it not really have that much effect on any part of my life, with the expectation of my training nudge
Written by Leeanne Taylor