Stay Put

I’ve jumped around in terms of jobs for the last couple of years. It all started when I was laid off from the job that I was kicking ass at for 3+ years in 2012. I took advantage of my severance and got back into theatre with an internship that led to a job that worked me to fucking bone. Were there free theatre tickets? Yes. Were there lots of We’re Curing Cancer attitude? Oh, fuck yes. And BTW, we were not curing cancer. What would’ve happened if I had just stayed put and taken advantage of the comps? Who knows. I’d probably have burnt out after another 6 months of that schedule. 

So I left for a job at another theatrical ad agency that was numbers-related but not sitting in the dark back dungeon of the finance department. Unfortunately, this meant more We’re Totally Close To Curing Cancer attitude. Which, despite our best efforts, we weren’t doing anything close to that. My manager, who was basically my age, had hired incorrectly and they scrapped my role, and me, completely after 7 months. 

After that gig ended, I immediately transitioned into my favorite role to date, where I stayed for 10 months until I was woo’d away from the prospect of more money. I kind of wish I hadn’t left, though there was just a huge round of layoffs there recently (every internet media is coming to terms with the fact that you can’t sustain a business off ad click revenue alone). But fuck regret. “Ain’t nobody got time for that.”

In between that was the Job From Hell which only last 3 months before the company’s merger and overall business strategy tanked. Good riddance, assholes. 

But as August transitioned into September this week, it occurred to me that I’ve been at my current office of employment for 8 months. And I was like, “Wow, I’ve been here for a while.” And I started to get itchy and make a switch again (there are so many exciting companies out there!) but I decided that I should do something different and stay put. 

Having Many Jobs on your resume is something that baby boomers are having to come to terms with right now. The next generation, apparently, isn’t satisfied to stay at the same job for 35 years for just a paycheck. And good for us. Money is only worth so much. Having to switch jobs is an inconvenience but it hasn’t all been bad. I thought recently about what I’ve learned in the last few years and I came to the conclusion that I wouldn’t trade the knowledge that I’ve gained for a steady job anywhere. (Not to say that there aren’t perks to having one job for many years – security! comfort! – but job hopping isn’t as bad as all the olds say it is.)

First Ad Job:
I like process. I’m really good at process and I kick a job’s ass when I get into a good groove. I don’t like sitting in a closet from 8am through 6pm/7pm though.

Second Ad Job:
Digital media planning is not for me. There’s no process. It’s basically just guessing. I also realized I didn’t like being client-facing. Let me do my job and not have to deal with the clients. And again, I don’t like working 10-11 hour days.

Internet Media Company:
I realized I’m good at the finance stuff and that I really liked HR, too. I like the process that goes along with both finance and HR. I like being involved in the interviews and the onboarding. I realized I didn’t like being bored, though.

Temp Job:
After the last job imploded (not my fault), this was about to become permanent before I realized I didn’t get a flying fuck about bookkeeping for the 1%’s ridiculous weddings/anniversary/birthday parties. The people I worked with were great and the work was easy, but it also wasn’t enough work. Bored AF doesn’t begin to describe it.

Current Gig:
I’ve realized all over again that I like the tech and internet world. I like working with engineers. I like HR and operations. I love recruiting. And I shouldn’t let a period of downtime at work make me want to jump ship. I like working for a company that’s doing something useful.

So, I’m staying put because I like my work and the people I work with. I’m trying something different because as things at any job become routine, I realize I’ll get bored easily, so I just need to sit tight while the company grows. 


Today was a good day.

When I got an email from a friend and former colleague that she and her husband had moved into a new house in the Hudson Valley and that house turned out to be right across the street from my best guy friend’s childhood home, I immediately planned a trip up when they planned a housewarming party. And also convinced the aforementioned guy friend to come too.

It was a nice, albeit chilly, day to get out of the city. He picked me up around 11 at my apartment and we cruised up whatever road you take to get up to his Hudson Valley hometown.  We made a stop so he could pick up wine for his mom’s new neighbors and nearby we found Girl Scouts selling cookies. We took the bait. I walked away with two boxes, he had a few more.

The party was lovely and it was really, really awesome to see my friend, her husband, and their three adorable children. And the birthday cake? Simply amazing. It felt amazingly adult to take a day out of the city to visit my former colleague and her family for her housewarming party that also happened to be a party for her second child’s third birthday. 

Anyways, after a couple of hours, we said our goodbyes and took a drive up to Peekskill to revive ourselves with coffee at one of his favorite spots, The Peekskill Coffee House. It was super casual and chill spot. We went around the corner to Bruised Apple Books, where we browsed used books and records. We drove back to his mom’s house and caught an express train home. The view was amazing:

After a Mexican dinner at a new spot near his apartment, we decompressed from an afternoon of way-too-many children and screaming with my favorite episode of season 2 of GIRLS (the cocaine episode) and an episode of Parks and Recreation. We also listened through Dookie on vinyl. Pretty awesome.

The best days are those with traveling (no matter how small) and unplanned adventures. Today was one of those days.