I really wanted it to be my company’s fault that I was miserable in my corporate job.
And the company before that, it was their fault too. And the one before that, they were to blame for why I wasn’t enjoying my work.
It has to be something these corporations are doing wrong that’s making me feel stuck in a dead-end job.
I mean, I would show up to work everyday with a terrible attitude, mainly because I hate traffic and the office was 90 minutes away. Then I’d spend the next few hours catching up on social media, reading the top articles on Yahoo, setting my fantasy team rosters, all while pretending to work in my fluorescent lit cubicle. Then I spend about an hour doing my job and head off for a long lunch.
Coming back from lunch, I would chat with co-workers some before heading back to my desk to get some work done. When 4:00 rolled around, I’d start winding down for the workday and get ready to head home. Then I’d dread my 90 minute commute home and play over and over in my head how much my job sucks.
Tomorrow, press repeat.
Okay, so I wasn’t that bad of an employee every day. Some days I would give 100% to my corporate job that had the nerve to ask me for a full 8 hours of work doing the job they’d hired me for in exchange for a steady paycheck, health benefits, and 14 days of paid vacation.
But most days, they’d be lucky to get 75% out of me.
Here’s what I know about myself. I hate traffic. When I drove in for the interview and it took 90 minutes, I should have known I’d be miserable.
I don’t enjoy working inside an office building for 50 hours a week. I’m a free spirit baby. Let me spread my wings! When they told me I’d need to be in the office by 9am and go home by 6pm and that I’d be sitting in a cubicle, I should have known that I wasn’t going to enjoy the job.
While I love sales and it’s a very strong skill-set for me, I don’t enjoy high volume new business acquisition sales jobs. (That’s a fancy way of saying telemarketer). So when I read the job description, I should have known that this wasn’t going to be fun.
It wasn’t their fault.
They paid me a very fair wage. They provided me with some great opportunities. I was just a very terrible employee. And when I’d start to blame them for why I hated work, I’d just go find some new company to be a terrible employee for.
When I called a Do Over, I chose to start my own business.
I love my work. I get to help people using my unique skill-set. I have opportunities to hustle on projects I love every day. I get to build some awesome relationships with people online and people here in my local community. I put in 110% of a hard days work and still finish up the day with energy to hang out with my wife and kids.
But now that I work for myself full-time, some days the longest commute of my life is the 32 steps my Fitbit says it takes to get from my bedroom to my home office. There are still opportunities for me to be miserable in my work if I choose to be.
And that’s the lesson I’m learning about dreams and Do Over’s. I get to choose. My work doesn’t have to be miserable.
Entrepreneurship is right for me. Maybe working for a big company or a small business is more your style. I’m not trying to convince you to quit your job and step out into the sea of being self- employed.
I worked for several of the worlds biggest and best companies. I could have made the choice to call a Do Over at my corporate job and been the best employee I could possibly be. I could have made the choice to invest in the relationships with the people around me. I could have chosen to have a better attitude and work hard. I could have looked for ways to use my skills to improve the company and my job. I could have chosen to enjoy my time working for them while getting ready to start my own adventure.
My company was the biggest investor in me chasing after my dream.
It wasn’t their fault I hated my job.