Thursday, May 24, 2012

32 years of therapy.

A friend of mine just sent me a note.

She's unhappy in her job and was offered a new one elsewhere.

At the last moment she turned down the offer.

And today she heard that the account she was to run is up for review.

Her situation reminded be of some of the pains of our business, many of which I have spent my therapeutic hours discussing.

Here's what I wrote to her:

You can't control all the shit that can happen in the world.
The crappy bosses.
The bait and switch when you arrive at a job.
The holding-company ass-raping.
The only things you can control are who you are.
The work you try to do.
The network you build.
The integrity of your self.
If you hold those things intact,
whatever happens--even if you have a rough period at a shit hole--
you'll be ok.
Because you are bigger than your fucking penny-ante job.

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