The Start of a Journey

When I first started working, I really thought I got lucky. I had suddenly decided to graduate a semester early from college, and because of that, I suddenly needed to have a job lined up five months before I thought I needed one. So I looked. I scoured. I went to the university’s college fair. I schmoozed with people from my department and people that knew people from my department. I had a handful of interviews, but sadly, nothing ever went anywhere due to the fact (well, in hindsight I can see it but before I thought I was just a miserable sod on my resume) that I was going to be a December grad and needed a job in January – not August or September of the following year.

Right when I was at my wits’ end waiting on one particular job, I got lucky and scored multiple interviews with a Big 4 auditing firm through my sister’s friend’s husband (see how those connections work in real life?). And within weeks, I had a contract to be an IT Auditor.

Now, this isn’t a blog meant for letting you know the in’s and out’s of IT auditing or the Big 4 firms. You can find that elsewhere, just google it and you’ll see what I mean. The important part of my story is that I stayed there for almost two years and I enjoyed it sometimes and hated it most of the time. I learned a lot, which I am eternally grateful, and I loved how I was constantly moving and busy and always had things on my to-do list. But small things grew into larger things and I found that I couldn’t stand certain aspects of the job.

So I left.

And I got a job “in-industry”, which is what client service people like to call the majority of the workforce – people who work for companies that aren’t solely based on revenue generated from people auditing or doing taxes or whatever else could be considered within client services. I liked this new job at first; I got a cubicle (this is a major thing for people who are from consulting backgrounds – we don’t get desks, we get portable desks that are supposed to fit within laptop bags), I didn’t have to travel, my input seemed very valuable, and overall I just thought it was a great place to be.

Fast-forward eight months and here I am.

I can’t seem to decide if the job has changed or if I was able to realize what I wanted in life. I’d like to think it was a little bit of both. But whatever it was, this realization or epiphany or bout of boringness at my job is rather tedious. I know that it would be a great profession for some people – and it really is, based on the people around me I consider to be my coworkers. But it’s not for me.

And this is something that is still hard for me to deal with, that all my education, those four years of college studying, has led to an epiphany two years after graduation that the field I am in is not where I want to be.

It’s scary. And sometimes I feel really alone.

But in reality, I’m not alone. I have my friends, my family and my very supportive boyfriend who humors me during my rants of wanting to just quit my job and stay at home and be a dog sitter.

And I know there are so many other people out there that are in the same boat. Some of them have successfully made the transition into the “new world” – the field that they wanted to explore or found the passion that was missing from their lives. There are other people who are too scared and end up making up for their awful jobs through what they do after work. And then there are so many more that are like me, debating on if it’s possible to dream and then make those dreams a reality.

Only time will tell if this all works out, but I’m determined to see where this path leads me. And hopefully, this journey will inspire other people to do the same.

Categories: Career, Personal