I’m not sure if the title of today’s blog post will actually bear any relevance to The post I write, however it is being composed from the train, so who knows!
I’ve been doing the weekly commute to London for a couple of months now, some weeks I go more than once, but generally to date I’ve been spending at least a day a week with my colleagues in London and I actually kind of enjoy it!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m no sadist, 4 hours onto my day is not my idea of fun, nor are delays, cramped trains, or rude people, lack of wifi or even phone signal are the bane of much of my journey, but overall I think I get a pretty decent deal.
Let me explain what I mean.
Firstly, I’m doing a job that I adore. And more than that, it is something I am really rather good at. That isn’t big headed of me to say, I have a natural talent and that has been recognised by my amazing team, and I’m playing to my strengths every day.
As well as this, spending time in London with the talented team I work with means i get to hone my skills, nobody looks at me as if I’m an idiot when I ask a question, I’m pushed to do the best job I can and make my team proud. I believe I have done this, and, god willing, will continue doing this in the future.
I’m working closely with some really strong social media agencies, and I get to see first hand how they work, what makes a good social media campaign work and I am seen as someone who knows what they are talking about in this area.
I’m not saying that Norwich doesnt have good agencies, social media experts or the chance to do a good job. I’m sure it does, but in my previous role I didn’t get the chance to see it, do it or meet them. I was doing my thing, but not to this degree, and not with this much support. I was spoiled when I first got into social media, I was given a unique opportunity to discover my strengths and I was supported whilst I did that.
I’ve often wondered if i would have done things differently, when the restructure was announced in my old team, should I have hung around and eventually ended up being made redundant? (I have no qualms in saying I would not have got one of the jobs I could have applied for, I don’t have the skills to do them and I don’t know that they ever would have worked out for me). I struggled in the job I moved too. I met some wonderful people, but I just did not have either the skill or passion for the job that I was doing. I did it, but I wasn’t good at it. Does that make sense?
I was looking for a way out, I wasn’t happy in my role and I couldn’t see a way forward.
But. And this is a big but. I don’t think I would have changed the way i did things. For many reasons, not least the people I met. The team took me to their hearts and they are good people, good friends.
I also learned new skills, and got exposed to a whole new world. There is also a lot to be said for finding out what you aren’t so good at. I might have an aptitude for all things social, but a techie? I’m definitely not!
And most importantly I guess is the fact that, if I hadn’t made the move I did, I would not have been able to move to my current job. I’m pretty sure i wouldn’t even still be in the company.
Oooh, that turned out to be quite heart felt didn’t it? Commuting is definitely good for the soul!