Last week I mentioned briefly that I started a new job. And by the way, sorry to just leave that there and then not say anything else about it for an entire week. The suspense wasn’t on purpose. I felt like I had other pressing things to talk about (friends, eating, you know).
So anyway, yep! New job! I am still in communications and marketing, but I now work for an executive search firm instead of a marketing agency. Kind of a big change, but it feels like a move in the right direction for me.
Now I realize this may be a surprise if you have been following my blog for a little bit, because you probably feel like I just got a new job. Because I did, in November. And maybe you would be surprised because it wasn’t long ago that I was raving on about how I thought that job was my dream job.
I did think that for a couple of months, and the atmosphere was certainly a dream job. How could it not be? The agency I worked for allowed dogs in the office.
We had beer cart every Friday.
We had a guac-off.
And our St. Paddy’s Day social turned into a pub crawl.
I could go on. I loved the people. The entire office was on a Mac. People swore in meetings and in mass emails. We had a cookie exchange. We had exposed brick in the office (I love that). There was family of squirrels living in the window. I could walk to work.
Those are all great things, and I think it would be difficult not to be jealous of someone working in that environment (my friends hated me). But notice I am not mentioning the actual work here, because actual work-wise, I don’t think the job was for me. I think it would have been perfect if I was 25 and just starting my career, but I was probably in the handful of the oldest people there. Plus I went from an office of five employees to an office of 50, which is a big adjustment, and I think I thrive in smaller organizations because I can be more hands-on in different areas (did not realize this until after I left my previous job). And I went from having my own office to sitting in a big common area with many distractions. Ultimately, something started to not feel right. I started to feel like it just wasn’t the best fit.
Things seem to work out though, because my new job headhunted me through LinkedIn (makes sense since they are a search firm), and after about a two month process of interviews and presentations and 100-day plans and SWOT analyses, here I am. And so far so good, I’m liking it a lot! I’m not going to get all crazy and call it a dream job just yet, but it’s good. It feels like a good fit.
I don’t usually make a point to job-hop as much as this (being someone who doesn’t particularly love change, and having my previous job for nearly five years), but sometimes the opportunity arises. I never would have pictured myself working in executive search, but I never would have pictured myself working for a sports organization either, and that has been my longest job to-date. I feel like if you work in communications you can work pretty much anywhere. Kind of like HR.
So anyway, that’s what’s new.
Have a great long weekend! It is my favourite weekend of the year, because it means it’s finally SUMMER!