So I previously posted about leaving my job behind the bar for a career in the telephone sales world. Despite being warned against the career change, I was excited for a new opportunity and to try my hand at something different. The moral of that story is that the grass isn't always greener.
I didn't wake up that morning and think; 'I'm quitting today'. I didn't sit at my desk, fire up the computer and tell myself that today was my last day in telesales. It wasn't a sudden realisation or something I had planned, but a slow, burning need to leave without me even knowing. Somehow, somewhere, I had become so unhappy in my job that I had forgotten how to appreciate anything in my life anymore. The call centre was better pay, better hours, less physically exhausting with bank holidays off and weekends free to do with as I pleased. But still I found myself so much happier working unsociable hours behind a bar. I missed the atmosphere, the people and even just getting to speak to someone's face as opposed to communicating over the phone. And so I left that job, on impulse, and have since returned to my post behind the bar. And now I work most weekends, almost every bank holiday and unsociable hours, and I'm so much happier. At first, I was worried that people would shake their heads and say 'I told you so', but the support from everyone has been amazing. No one has judged me for coming back and now, I feel as though I never left. I guess what I'm trying to say is that happiness should always come first. Money is so irrelevant if you're happy doing what you're doing. And don't be too proud to take a step back or admit you made a mistake, because living with that mistake would be so much worse.
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