Manila may not be the coziest place to live and work in, but it feels good to be back in this great urban jungle.
Nine months ago, I relocated to Baguio City following a directive from my former company’s management due to the need of having someone to oversee the operations in the area. I was directed to handle sales, marketing, training and administrative tasks–responsibilities I never thought or dreamed of performing. Why would I in the first place? They were never in line with my passion!
Moreover, like what I wrote on my blog in April, I never considered living, or working in Baguio City. I saw the place only as a tourist destination–a place I would always love to visit, but would never desire to be my permanent residence.
But I set my personal issues aside for a while and accepted the new role. I thought to myself that maybe, it was God’s way of telling me that I needed that break to learn more about the world outside the passion that I have for writing and discover more of my capabilities other than the craft I have been honing through the years, thereby leading to my career growth. Maybe, it was God’s plan for me to get relocated, so I could interact more and build relationships with the people I would be working with, and help them in their concerns.
So, I told myself, “Okay, let’s give it a try.”
And that decision opened my eyes to a bucket of realities. Some of them were good, others were bad, still others were far worse than the other realities I faced and I would rather not talk about them. But, one reality I like to share is that I never fell in love with the job I had back there. Reviewing and compiling documents, dealing with sales, doing administrative tasks such as overseeing the office’s operations–they were not my thing.
But, I am very thankful to the management for trusting me with such a big responsibility. I learned a lot from that experience. I learned a lot about the company’s processes in terms of sales, marketing, recruitment and training. I got my hands on how to run the office and manage its day-to-day operations. I learned how to properly handle problems involving the project.
I learned how to deal with demanding salespeople, how to address their concerns and grievances, and how to adapt to a whole new environment inhabited by people outside the age group I belong to.
With all these learning and a promise of a bigger break coming my way in the future, why then did I choose to leave? I may have excelled in my role in Baguio City, but the point is I did not enjoy it. I did what I had to do, because it was my responsibility. I participated in the undertakings of the company, but somewhere in the middle, it hit me that I could never enjoy the role I had in it because it was never the one I had always wanted in the first place. Simply put, it is not where my heart is, or where it will ever be.
So I told myself, “It’s time to leave.” And I did.
Now, that decision has led me to where I am right now. I am starting anew, adapting again to a new environment, interacting with a new batch of workmates and adjusting to their culture. There will be times that the whole process will be hard, but it does not matter, because one thing that I have recently learned is that I am too young to get comfortable and play the game safe. I am too young to decide not to pursue what I had always wanted to do. This is not about being idealistic as some people think. This is about being realistic–acknowledging the fact that results would only suffer if I totally lost the drive.
I am grateful to God for giving me another opportunity to continue pursuing my dreams in a career path where my passion is, and for letting my needs and wants meet halfway.
As I embark on this new journey, I also aim to savor the view from the window in front my work station which has recently changed…from mountains to buildings.
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