2. Should you quit your job?

I had been googling this for months. If you’re starting to google “should I quit my job?” that is a certainty that something needs to change. Google really is an adult Magic 8 ball. The last year in my job had been complete hell. I was working in the beauty industry in a start up that had been acquired by a corporation a couple of years prior. The pressure was mounting from this corporation to make intense changes. Firing people. Making the brand generic. We came into work on a Monday to find out the Founder & CEO had sent in an email saying they quit effective immediately. OH SHIIIIIIT.

The Corporation decided to take the opportunity to fire entire teams and move the departments to their country. Unsurprisingly, this in turn caused a massive shitstorm and turnaround. By the end of 2018, I had the highest seniority. 23 of 25 people I had worked with had resigned or been let go. Including my boss. Like any bad relationship, you always hope it’s going to change. It will be get better. What else am I going to do? My CD’s are in their car! The lack of job security was looming, and with so many people resigning, the workload for me was quantifying. They made me take on some of my bosses work for eight months (the role of my boss remained vacant to this day) I was working 70 hours weeks with no additional pay and no hope for my career. All of the fun and joy was sucked out of 70 hours of my week.

This in turn caused exhaustion. Exhaustion meant I didn’t have the time or energy to do my hobbies or things I enjoyed. To be honest, I had kind of forgotten I enjoyed anything. I had been out to dinner with a buddy, who was talking about when we did Improv together. In my mind, this was something we did last summer, then they told me it was two years ago I had a jaw drop moment. Holy fuck. Where has the time gone?!

The nail in the coffin happened when I was in a meeting and they mentioned about 80% of my role was moving out of country. They promised me they wanted me to stay, so they were going to make a new role for me, but would not tell me what it was. Hmmmmmmm.

I knew I had to resign. I have always had this self imposed problem of defining myself from my career. If I was successful and stable in my career, I was happy and felt good about myself. If I didn’t I would self characterize as a loser. The thought of being unemployed made me feel like a loser. This is what happens when you care what other people think. You daydream about other people snickering at your choices. Jennifer from 8th grade is giggling at your downfall. None of that is real. No one really cares. It is your own mind doing all of the judging.

I spoke to a lot of people for reassurance. (re: last paragraph and still caring about what other people think)and I was told “Don’t leave until you find something else!” and “Be sure to give your two weeks notice.” Which is seriously great advice. Seriously. You want to leave things on a high note. You want to ensure stability in your life, and not have to explain your gap in employment to future employers.

I didn’t take the advice.

I resigned. Effective immediately. Took my things, said bye to my coworkers, and peaced the fuck out. I have zero regrets. It is normal to worry- you need to find a job, how are you going to get paid, will I lose a reference, what will people think. At the end of the day, I was miserable which was effecting how I felt as a person. When I am 80 years old, am I going to look back and say “Man, I should have stayed working as a manager at that place for another couple of months”. I don’t think I am, and things have a way of working out. I’m excited.

Have you ever quit a job? Are you thinking of doing so?