Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Changing Y

Finishing up a job and getting ready to start a new one is like the end of the year at school. I feel like taking my chair out to the yard an hosing it down - did you do that in primary school?

I can already hear my uncle-in-law saying, " you've got another new job?", as a reluctant member of gen-y, so I gots to thinking...why is it a big deal to change jobs?

If I look at a timeline of my younger days, now slowly disappearing into a memory (can you hear the tiny violins?)

How did I continually move to the next 'thing'? Because I got better at doing those things, I passed, I graduated.

So, why stop?

Now, whenever I get to that point of 'I can't learn anything more from being here - and I can't teach them anything more', then it's time for me to go.

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