Once upon a time (January 2012), a recent Texas Tech grad, let’s just call her Savannah (oh, yeah, me!), waltzed into what appeared to be a normal, corporate office building. She (I) was expecting to weather another sweating-bullets, involuntary knuckle-crackling type of interview with questions on ‘what is my greatest weakness?’ (My answer to this question is ‘carbs’, btw). Then the elevator doors opened.
Seriously, that was all it took. I was sold. I don’t know what the MJ (MultiView DJ) was playing, but I do know that everyone who walked by me as I was waiting said ‘Hi!’ and they looked happy. It was literally job-lust-at-first-sight.
Now, don’t get it twisted. As with any relationship, the “lust factor” fades, but, at MultiView, the smiles don’t.
I’ve gone to way too many happy hours with my non-MVers where I am instantly trying to find ‘an out’ because I feel like I stepped off the deep-end into a “who-hates-their-job-the-most” contest. I lose every time. There’s the inevitable pause where I guess I’m supposed to chime in about my week’s misfortunes, and all I’ve got is that I made myself work through lunch on Tuesday…? Sorry I’m not sorry.
If you’re winning the “who-hates-their-job-the-most” contest, I suggest reading this blog on my fave blogging site, Witty and Pretty. It sarcastically sums up where you’re at and how to find a career that you’re actually passionate about—like, ahem, me.
So, where is this lovey-dovey confession coming from? Today is my MultiVersary. I’ve been with the ‘View for a whole two years, which officially makes my professional career my longest relationship to date (le sigh). Cheers to many more!