I remember it like it was yesterday. December 2016. Friday morning. Two weeks before Christmas. It was a typical morning at work when my boss walks into my office, looking a little flustered. “Staff meeting in 15 minutes. Everyone meet in the conference room”. Two quick sentences and he was gone. This is never a good sign. Impromptu staff meetings are never called for good news. It’s never to tell everyone they’re getting raises. It’s always bad news.
So 15 minutes later, I walk into the meeting, no one else seems to know what is going on either. As I sit, my boss begins talking.
Times were tough. There’s not enough work for everyone. This business is cyclical and right now we are on the down side. Hours are going to be cut to 32 hours a week until further notice. You can use your vacation if you want to make up the hours. Things should be back to normal after the first of the year, maybe end of January at the latest. 1 Spoiler Alert. That was not the case. Talk about a kick in the ass.
My mind immediately start racing with fear. How am I going to pay my bills? How am I going to tell my wife? We have a baby on the way…How can we afford this?
The fear turns into rationalization and maybe even a little hope.
It’s only a few weeks. Maybe I can use my vacation instead of saving it when the baby is born2 Suggest that one to your pregnant wife and let me how it goes. I’ll be waiting here. I need to start looking for a new job. I’ll apply to one every day. If I don’t find one, it’s OK, I will have a full time job in a month or so either way. Maybe this job isn’t what you wanted to do in the first place. Maybe this is your chance to find a job you enjoy. Maybe there is a silver lining to all of this.
But the days and weeks turned into months [/mfn] Eight months to be exact[/mfn], still without a full time job [/mfn]And surprise! They further cut hours so that you could only go into work if you had billable hours to charge.[/mfn]. Putting with this shit and months of applying to the black hole of online job postings, you begin to think there must be a better way. You know there are people in this world who don’t have to put up with all this shit[/mfn]Like that guy who invented the pet rock[/mfn].
Maybe this is my chance to start my own business. Maybe this is my chance to break free from the 9-5. Where someone else controls my livelihood. It’s time to take back control . To create your own life.
What was your kick in the ass? Let that start your journey. Let it motivate you. Break free. The journey starts with a kick in the ass and a single decision to make. The question is, what will you decide?