If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you might remember that I resigned from my job the summer of 2012 following a medical leave of absence. I was off a little more than three months and had more than enough time to think.
I knew I was never going back.
Even before my diagnosis, I was well aware of the impact the stress level had on my private life – that was the price of doing business. That price…had now affected my health. Even if my illness wasn’t “work-related” I knew there was no way I could go back.
I had contemplated this decision before. Jae Mac Fun Fact~ I resigned from my job approximately 6 years prior. Actually it was a different job – different company – same building, it’s a long story; perhaps, a future blog post, but anyway I tried to quit.
How do you TRY to quit you ask? I’m sure there are many ways – too many for me to list. I resigned the old fashion way by giving a two week’s notice. What I didn’t bank on was upper management scrambling to think of ways to keep me. When I was asked what would make me stay, I said, “Nothing.” To be honest, it never crossed my mind. I wanted out.
Then came the offer:
Part-time, same salary/hourly wage, 2 days a week in the office – Monday & Friday. Like all important decisions, I confided in my significant other. His answer, “Do what you want.”
Sometimes, all you really want is for someone you trust to tell you what to do. I didn’t get that. I had to make the decision myself and I took the bait.
Part-time, 2 days in the office with my salary based-hourly wage was great. After working many years as a 50+hour a week salaried employee (with no OT) being paid strictly for actual hours worked was awesome!
As they say, all good things come to an end, and my situation was no different.
I worked part-time/billable hours for a few years before the casino was scooped up by another. Upper management had an epiphany. They no longer thought it was appropriate to have a part-time salaried employee – it would “raise flags”.
So once again, they made me an offer I could, but chose not to refuse. What would it take for me to go full-time?
That was easy.
I remembered the factors that prompted me to resign. I was not going to be delegated to while watching my supervisor do nothing. There were two conditions:
- My direct supervisor would need to be let go AND not replaced
- I needed more money? Why? Money changes everything.
And just like that, I was sucked back in – sucked in for six years.
Two weeks ago, I received a call from a previous manager who’s now achieved director status. She wants me. She and a previous director I’ve worked for (who’s now achieved GM status at the same casino) want me for their analytical team. Once again, I’m presented with an offer that I can, but will probably not refuse.
They want me.
I can’t even explain what that feels like. For the record, imagine being able to write your own paycheck when your name isn’t Lebron Kobe Bryant Michael Jordan James. All I can say is – it definitely makes you feel some type of way. Just when I thought I was out, they made me an offer.
I’m Just Sayin’…(Damn!)