Two Year Itch. Is There a Cream for That?

If you are a regular reader, you know the story…I’m restless in my career.

Apart from working with the best boss in the world for almost 10 years, I’ve never stayed in one place for very long. The longest stint within the last decade has been 3 years. In case you’re wondering, I’ve held 6 jobs within the last 10 years, including the current one.

My restlessness is beginning to surface again. We are currently at the 1.5 year mark. Eeek, I have a problem.

What is my problem exactly? Good question. I have many issues, BUT the biggest factor in my restlessness is the “need to make a difference”. I don’t need to save the world, I don’t need public tributes, accolades or recognition of any kind, but I need to personally know that my contributions are doing something for the organization.

If I can’t take something that’s in disrepair and make it better or improve upon a process, I don’t see the need to continue. If I can’t do my job well, I don’t see the need to do it at all.

I was hired in this organization to come in, clean up, streamline processes and generally help people do their jobs better. Unfortunately, I am micro-managed to death and when I’m not being micro-managed, I’m being provided with the make-work projects that are trying to distract me from looking at the real issues that need to be dealt with. They have no purpose and will not make a difference at all. Pure silliness.

Rest assured, I’m not going anywhere anytime soon - I’ll be here for at least the next 5 years. Of course, I do have my annual review coming up, so that might change depending on the outcome of that meeting. I’ve never been one to kiss-up, but I’ve never been one to keep my opinions to myself either…

“Any clod can have the facts; having opinions is an art.” – Charles McCabe







Comments

Simply Suthern said…
I was at my last job 21 yrs. I am at 6 yrs here and if all goes well they will roll me out the door on a stretcher. Hopefully later than sooner.
June 21, 2012 at 3:22 PM
Brian Miller said…
i so get what you are saying....i have stayed with companies but changed jobs a lot...until ran out of room and chnaged companies...smiles.
June 21, 2012 at 3:49 PM
Beatriz said…
I'm the same way. I would love to find something where I'm happy to stay longer but I'm always looking at greener grass elsewhere. I have the same itch too!
June 22, 2012 at 11:29 PM
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