I remember the last day at my previous job. I remember that on my last day, I stayed past 8pm. I was cleaning up and making lots of notes for the person who would be handling my duties. When I was done, I stuck around to make sure I wasn’t forgetting anything because if I did, there was no “I’ll get to it on Monday.” This was it. I took a look at my surroundings, the office emptied out of all employees, and enjoyed my last moments as an employee of that company. And I literally enjoyed those moments because I was glad for what I had gone through during this phase of my life, and I was excited to be jumping into a more promising career.
Today was that day for someone else at my current workplace. Today, he was the one cleaning out his desk, breathing in that stale office air for the last time. Where was he going? Nowhere right away but, like I did three years ago, he was planning on making a career change. There have been several people who’ve quit during my time here, and a good number of them moved on to other careers.
When will my time come? When will be the day I clean out my desk here? Will it be 30 years from now, or 3? And if it’s 3, will it be a career change, or a better job? I’m stuck in a routine of work and study, and with the baby coming, it will soon be even harder to get off the routine. I see managers here who’ve put in 20 to 30 years at this job and I wonder, if I become like them, would I be happy? Would I be satisfied with giving this company 30 years of my life? I guess 30 years of decent, steady income is something, but it would be an example of the phrase “I work to live.” The second part of that phrase is “not live to work” but what if my work was something I truly enjoyed? Then I would work to live, and also live to work. Work would have meaning and purpose besides being just a source of income.
Best case scenario for me in this career would be to become an actuary, FAS or FCAS to be exact, get promoted every few years, and make several hundred thousand dollars a year as a manager or a vice president. I don’t think that would be me, but if it was, would I be happy? I guess that’s where family comes in. No matter what I did for work, I think the purpose of my life would drastically change once my baby arrives. Work would be just a source of income and happiness would hinge on my family. So I guess at that point, I would prefer the steady income for 30 years.
I don’t really have a choice, do I?