You’re Fired…
Guess what happened to me today?
No, I wasn't fired from my day job. I fired my day job.
For the past few years, I realized that being an Instructional Designer/Trainer just wasn't the same anymore for me. I lost my passion and the torch went completely out. I wasn't giving it my all because other people who have no training background or understand adult learning principals were constantly telling me how training should be done. Let me ask you something? Do you go to your mechanic and tell them the exact thing that is wrong with your car, how to fix it and how much it is going to cost, due to labor? No. You let the professional handle their shit and do their thing.
My job had become so convoluted that I had the "Vice President of Toilets" telling me what needs to go in and be covered in a course. Seriously? Well, not to that exact level, but I think you get the idea. People of no stature or any ideas of how training should look, feel, act and walk suddenly became the training expert. Imagine trying to make 14 of these assholes happy and they all have conflicting wants and needs. You'll never win in this situation. Sadly, they've only failed themselves and those companies in doing business this way.
Today was the day I fired my high dollar corporate America training job. Right now, I am feeling ecstatic and terrified at the same time. That safety net is now gone and I'm totally depending on me and my abilities to write my ass off to pay my bills. But you know what? It feels great because I have bosses and a team that work with me and not against me for us to be the amazing powerhouse that we are. Everyone knows their place and they stay in their lane. We are always willing to help each other out, no questions asked. It is a true brotherhood or family on this side of the tracks.
Now, I can do more and be better because I don't have this 8 hour time clock hanging over my head and dealing with these idiots who don't know a thing about what they're doing, or who are fake and try so hard to keep up appearances or gossip about you while they smile and pull the knife out of your back. I'm an adult and I handle my business like an adult. I'm genuine and warm and cheerful. These people brought out the worst in me - moodiness, anxiety, constant stress, mental and emotional exhaustion just to try to keep it together. I just couldn't do it anymore. No dollar signs in the world are worth it - trust me.
Today that call came. All these years of only competing with myself to be better than I was yesterday just paid off. All the time I dedicated to my side hustle I'm truly passionate about just became my new, official full time career. I'm so excited, I'm not sure if I'm even going to be able to sleep tonight.
I know I am not the only one. I see it in your posts about how miserable you are because you're being led by some idiot, at a place you cannot stand, in a toxic work environment just to go home in a shitty mood every day and get up and hit repeat every single day. No more. Your life's meaning is way more important that that. You're more important that that. Find your happy place, put your heart and soul into it and fire that job.
