A Time for Action

For those of you close enough to me to know about this particular blog, instead of the more ‘open’ one at MSN Spaces, I am finally moving on with my life.

Yeah, I have a new job offer. One that I suspect is bigger than anything that I have done so far. One with a motley of opportunities both for earnings as well as for learning... ok, ok and in Bushfield's words.... performing.... Cheh... like I am a performing monkey liddat....

But, I digress.

I will miss my colleagues that have in the last few years become friends.
I will miss my gym and swimming kaki's
I will miss the people that I bitch to on MSN about work and the world in general.
I will miss the family like ambience in my current place.

Doing paperwork all the time is not for me. Writing minutes is the most tedious and boring job to do. But, I do it a lot. I also 'force' and 'manipulate' others for unpopular initiatives that "Waste Important Time". While I have no buy in myself, what real moral grounds do I have to make others do so. But do it I did and leading by example, I tried. I did well, but I absolutely hated it and it made me miserable. I realised that in my small way, I do have the strength of will to make people do things, but I would rather they choose to follow me than to be coerced into it. Forcing people to do things that they don't like and does not benefit them takes a chunk out of me emotionally.

I guess in a nutshell. I think my job is damned tedious and boring BUT I like the people and environment.

So I must go. Like a big fish that has outgrown its pond, I must swim on to a river and mayhaps to a bigger lake. I have outgrown this place, with it's friendly smiles and laid-back people, it's all good but job wise, I am unfulfilled. If I am honest with myself, I have too much spare capacity. Not so much in terms of time... but plenty to spare in terms of brain juices and abilities.

Life has its trade-offs, of course, I am trading stability and comfort (and boredom) for exciting new opportunities that come with higher risks (and better pay!).

And so... I go.