Here I am... On The Road Again...

Ever since I started working, I found it very hard to find time to write, let alone blog. So apologies to those waiting for me to reply a simple email, wallpost, or msn message. I spent countless hours in the office, trying to settle into my new job. The gig was something new to me, being an account manager for a promotions agency, hence I didn't mind investing a crap load of hours to get myself up to speed.

Waitaminute... let's check that. Past tense? "Was"?

Yesterday, I had a conversation with the director and we both decided that I wasn't a good fit for the role. On their end, I wasn't performing as they need me to be, simple reason being that I've never done promotions like that before. Product marketing? Branding? Design? Studio work flow? I'm your guy. But I found out that as much as I wanted to, I couldn't become the quick thinking, forward planning, third-party brand attracting promo machine overnight. Or even over a fortnight (that's what they call "two weeks" over here). The job required someone to do pretty much what Clear Channel would've employed six people to do; since I had never seen the full picture of how it works, taking my time to learn my way through was costing them money.

On my end, I wasn't a very happy camper for the past three weeks. I was frustrated with myself, frustrated with work, and I found my confidence slipping daily. Remember going into an exam that you hadn't studied for? That's how I felt like going to work everyday. I was learning on the fly and had no one beside me to cheat off of. That caused me headaches, literally, and Jules was even concerned for my health. I called up Pops (that's UNCLE T to you, foo!) for some guidance and we both agreed that stepping away from this gig would be best for me. 20 days of employment... that's an Ants record. I lasted a year and a half at Krap N' Piss.

Sounds kinda dark and depressing so far, yeah? Here, I'll pick up the optimism from this sentence on.

I must say that the "breakup" went really well, and the director is a total stand up guy. I hadn't intended on speaking to him about ending my time with them, but the conversation just led that way. He was very upfront with me, and promised me that he wouldn't hang me out to dry (ie the sorely missed pay cheque is still coming). He even offered a letter of reference, and offered help if I needed to look for employment.

That's good cause for optimism if there was ever any!

So I woke up this morning, refreshed and ready to take on the world again. I check my dear blog, and found messages left the day before and yesterday congratulating on my new job.

Whoops...