He couldn’t make himself go to work that Monday

Jason (not his real name) was energetic, did a decent job, and was well-liked in his office. One Monday morning, he didn’t show and didn’t call. That was the last of him the office ever saw.i-hate-mondays1

No, he wasn’t found in a dumpster days later…thankfully. Here’s what happened.

He had gotten dressed and headed out the door, feeling no particularly different than usual. But then as he walked through the park, he sat on a bench and couldn’t make himself get up and keep going. All of a sudden, he just couldn’t stand one more minute in that job, in that office, for that company. So he quit, without notice and with some impact on references I suspect.

Truth is of course that it wasn’t so sudden; he had realized quite a while before that he really hated his job but stayed for the security.

Ironically, he put himself in a precarious position by not planning his exit. Instead of ignoring the fact that he didn’t like what he did, Jason should have examined it with curiosity:

It’s amazing how often we let our fear of change stop us from asking ourselves those kinds of questions.

By the way, Jason ended up making a hobby of his (fitness) into his profession. The last I saw of him before we lost touch with each other, he was a successful personal trainer living on a tropical island catering to an affluent “expat” population.

Jason was lucky, he got out before losing decades to the kind of work that snuffed his spirit.

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