Monday, August 31, 2009

I Quit!

I said it and I did it. Friday was my last day of work at a public accounting firm. I woke up at 5:30 Friday morning in anticipation....I was like a kid on Christmas morning. The day was good and passed very quickly. It seemed very surreal to me though, especially as I was saying goodbye to all my coworkers (whom I enjoyed dearly) and started to realize that I would never be sitting in that cube or chatting with those people again. I started to get anxious about the new life I'd chosen for myself - a life without this place that I'd been a part of for the past three years. Not that I loved it here, but it was secure. Not that it was fulfilling, but it was comfortable. It had become who I was for these years, and I realized that I was actually leaving my identity behind. An identity that I never embraced, true, but nevertheless it had become the biggest single component of my life. I identified myself through my job and spent most of my time at that office and with those people. As I walked to my car Friday afternoon with the office at my back and looking out through my mind's eye with my future stretching before me fresh and clean, I felt like I was being reborn.

Not to say that it was all a bad experience. I did know deep-down that public accounting was ill-suited for me even when I chose to accept the job. However, I feel that these 3 years have been a productive experience for me. I certainly squeezed every benefit out of my job that I could. I have come away with a resume boasting three years of public accounting experience and a promotion to the next level as well as my CPA (paid for by the firm) which ensures that I will get in to almost any accounting job I want. And I do have the skills to go along with the resume; my time at this firm definitely honed those. In addition, I did a lot of growing up as a person. Being out in the "real world" and the "working world" opened my eyes to the way some of the world is, things I had never seen in my relatively sheltered experience. I encountered so many different people, personalities, situations; all a wealth of information for me to sift through, keeping the wheat and throwing out the chaff.

And now, I am looking forward.


Anonymous said...

who was that poem for on your other site? - anonymous observer

KT. TallGirl said...

So where are you now? Are you loving whatever you are doing now?

Professr Scott E. House said...

Hello: I read with great interest the exploits of my counterpart, tall women.

I feel very strongly about this issue and so have decided to launch a blog entited, “Short men caring for tall women.” I am also lauchimg a website and a Yahoo group page.

Why? Many would ask, because for one I love women, they are my best friends on planet earth, and secondly, my love and great concern for the plight of tall women. As a short man and a tall women, we do have some serious issues in common–abuse–for one.

I am a professional writer and a professor as well. My concerns have nothing to do with sexual content, but purily from a social view. When I read about tall women committing suicide as a result of being taller than most, my heart aches because the abuse they received was more than they could tolerate.

Hoping to hear from you and or some of your readers. We short guys are not expected to ave a say, Eh?
Best regards, Scott House.

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