Eye of the Beholder: Characteristics of Personal Self-Worth

Rob Thomas “Somthing to Be” Live

“Personal Self-Worth”.  Yes, I know it’s redundant but I think there’s usually a significant difference between how one defines oneself to others and how one defines oneself to themself.  (So many “selfs”)  Your public persona is often very different from the one you face in the mirror alone in your bathroom in the morning or evening (depending on when you’re most self-reflective).

—Warning: This post sounds quite melodramatic.  I know.  And while I mean evertything I’ve written, they’re not the only things I believe about myself (or anyone else for that matter).  I just have too much time on my hands to explore the extremes right now.  I’m sure a “I’m F-ing Awesome” post will follow shortly.  Just you wait.  But with people constantly asking “How are you doing”, sometimes I just want to actually say what’s going on in my head.  For now, I’ll just write parts of it.—

When you’re given those personality tests with endless lists of qualities to check off or rank for yourself, what do you always say?  I’m always things like strong, opinionated, detail-oriented, cautious, rational.  I’m structural and analytical.  Anal and organized, cold and serious.  My personality tests read like a resume.  I sound like the ideal employee to sit in a corner with stacks of papers, a computer, her iPod and the occasional phone call.  When in “real life”, I’m nothing if not emotional and desiring to be around other people.  Sure, I still come off cold and calculated but that’s because I’ve found people don’t react to fiercely emotional very well.  At least with the alternative, I only give up sensitive information when I feel like volunteering it.  I’m very rarely asked out right.  I imagine that’s because people don’t think I really think (or feel) about those types of things, whatever they may be.

So if I was going to make a list of my “real” characteristics, I’m not sure I’d be able to be that honest with myself.  My entire life (as short and uneventful as it’s been) has been built around being in control.  I had goals and found ways to easily achieve them.  I’ve always been an above average student, a capable employee and a loyal friend.  Give me something to do and I’ll simply do it.  Need something from me and I’ll simply give it.  Now I’m not saying I am always the best but I am nothing if not dependable.  Friends get to see the bitchier side but I think they all know if it ever came down to it, my personal opinions and sharp words really wouldn’t mean a thing.  But I digress…

My recent job loss was a jolt to my ego, personal self-worth, life-gauge.  I did well in high school to get a scholarship for college.  I was a high-performing and well-rounded student in college to get a good job upon graduation.  I got that good job and moved to a new city to pursue my “future.”  I maintained two jobs for nearly three years to be “responsible” and pay off more of my debt.  I avoided all things that could get me in trouble, derail me from my goals, negatively affect my future.  I didn’t get into relationships because I told myself I needed to “focus”.  I didn’t really “enjoy” the time in my life to be acceptably “stupid” or “naive.”  And what do I have to show for it now? An apartment full of novelty items that don’t really mean much or provide any comfort, suffocating bills, a desk covered with papers about unemployment, COBRA, contacting creditors, canceled plane tickets, revised resumes and job applications.  My life could be 100 times worse but I’m not in the mood to worry about others right now.  One of my developing characteristics is relentless selfishness and self-pity.  It’s really not attractive.

I was never the pretty one or the athletic one.  Never the nice one or the bubbly one.  The super smart one or the smooth talker.  I was always just the one with the plan and usually the means to accomplish it.  Smart enough to get by and pleasant enough to not be completely anti-social.  My skills and planning, research and execution made me seem lucky or at least hard-working.  Now what?  Now what am I?  Will getting another job right my world or will this feeling of inadequacy stick with me for a while?  I don’t really know but since I don’t want to talk about it, it’ll probably manifest itself in another character flaw, my bitchy desire to push people away when that’s the last thing I need to be doing.  But recognizing the problem is the first step, right?

And what makes me inadequate?  In this time of stress and drama, I’m not comparing myself to someone or everyone else with some measurable goal in mind.  I’m comparing myself to what I think I should be doing and that’s the truly unattainable goal.  How can I have a goal if I don’t have a plan?  And at this point, my only plan is to get another job that will allow me to use the skills I’ve spent a few years developing and to pay off the debt I’ve spent the same few years collecting.

Of course, no job should define a person and mine never defined me.  I am not and never will be software PR.  But when having a job that justifies most of your life choices is no longer an option, then what?  I have to really like the “personal” parts of myself?  That means I have to deal with the not so great parts also.  No fun.  This job search is another test of my ability to like myself.  I’m having to learn to sell myself all over again.  It’s been three wonderful years of just doing something, not having to really think about it and why I’m the perfect one to be doing it (or not).

If only my self-worth could be in something tangible and easily adjusted like my looks.  Haha.  Just kidding.  That would probably suck more…

My personal self-worth lies in the ability to stress about all of these things and still just do my thing, whatever it may be.  In this case it’s market my marketing abilities.  A true test, I guess.

Jo’van

Office Appropriate: Loyal or Lazy?

All-American Rejects “Move Along”

As of about 10:30 am tomorrow morning, I will have been unemployed for two weeks.  I know that that is not monumental in the grand scheme of things and that countless people have been unemployed much longer and with worse prospects, but nevertheless, it’ll be two weeks closer to truly running out of money.

I’ve been told to enjoy this time, to really look for something that makes me happy, to see this as a blessing in disguise, etc.  Yes, this COULD be a good thing but no words you can throw at me are going to fix my current situation.  The only thing that can is a new job.  So I’m looking.  And as frustrating as this looking can be/has been, I can’t help but wonder why I hadn’t heeded the advice of others to begin looking months ago.

As I’ve said, this lay off was disappointing but not an overall surprise.  I believe know that I am a quality employee but if the work’s not there, the money’s not there.  My situation is proof that being assigned solely to one team in an agency setting can be a blessing in busy times and nothing short of a curse in slow times.  The saddest part is that I can’t even say that I’ve learned a lesson.  I saw this coming months ago and was terrified  but all I could do was ask for more work.  If it’s not sent my way from above, there’s nothing I can do about it.  Oh well, their lose, whether they know it or not.  At this point, it does me no good to concern myself with such details.

But the question still remains, if I saw this coming, why didn’t I prepare for it?  Why didn’t I get out?  Or at least start looking?  Honestly, I don’t really know.  Starting to look made it feel like I was giving up, giving up on that job, that company, the three years I’d put in.  I wasn’t ready to admit defeat or ,worse, becoming stagnant.

I love(d) the company that hired me.  My first year our office was positively glowing.  Sure, clients were crazy, executives were “interesting”, people left, interns changed, and the like, but we were 40+ strong, young, talented, and driven.  Working 9-10 hour days didn’t seem like a problem.  Chivis and I were excited if we could make the 6:15 pm Body Pump class at Gold’s Gym.  Sometimes the 6:45 class was still a stretch but we were busy and, more importantly, learning.

I’ll never speak ill of my company because I still love it for taking a chance on my, hiring me from a phone interview, embracing me with open arms, throwing me in with guidance when needed, and obviously paying me to learn.  But I will say that the magic started to slowly fade.  As our ranks shrank, so did our obnoxious morale.  Between the near 65% staff decrease, clients leaving, an awkward merger, my entire team leaving at once, my next boss leaving 6 months later, two rounds of lay offs and my obviously questionable billability, I knew it was only a matter of time and I was afraid I didn’t have the heart to really fight to convince myself anymore.

So what kept me from moving on on my own terms, the best way?  I believe I started to confuse (or mask) loyalty with laziness.  It’s very true that I wasn’t ready to “give up” on this company.  But that didn’t mean I believed it felt the same way about me.  Do I believe it was an easy choice to let me go?  I hope not but I can’t really say.  And honestly, it doesn’t matter if it was.  It happened just the same.  I just don’t know if I stayed despite the paranoia, the numbers and the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach becuase I believed it would get better or because I hoped it just wouldn’t get worse (for me).  I think I was just hoping I could close my eyes and it would all go away.  Well, it did all go away, just not the way I was hoping.  My eyes are WIDE OPEN now.

Reminding herself that busy and useful aren’t always the same thing,

Jo’van

Office Appropriate: Laid Off…Now What?

So it looks like yesterday’s post  “Strong Personality in a Weak Economy” was a bit premature or entirely too late.  Either way, I no longer have to worry about whether my strong personality will be a benefit or a liability in the office.  I no longer have an office to worry about at all.  Today, I was officially laid off.  Nice. 🙂

I signed yesterday’s post “Fingers crossed she’ll be able to make it another day/week/month/year without a meeting with HR”.  Well, that didn’t exactly work all that well in my favor this morning.  Sparing the non-entertaining details, I was laid off due to “the numbers.”  Being analytical and structural, I can’t argue with the numbers. There might be a particular interpretation of those numbers that I take issue with….but whatever.  I was given the requisite speeches and released to figure out this new chapter of my work life: packing up my office.

Why do/did I have so much stuff?  If I’d thought about it, I would’ve taken a picture to share.  I understand that I’ve been there for just over three years and that I’m a pack rat but really?  Packing up took entirely too long, especially considering the people coming in an out to cry and say goodbye.  I was given the option to pack up that day or later in the week if I didn’t want to “be around everyone.”  Being the difficult, strong person I like to (pretend to) be, I decided against the “punk” route and packed up in plain view of everyone, well with my door closed…

The mixture of stifled, indignant tears, released, shameless tears, two margaritas at lunch and 104 degree weather has caused this obnoxious headache.  The crying headache is one of the worst feelings I can experience.  Aside from the pain itself, it reminds me of my weakness.  I personally HATE crying, especially in public.  No one needs to see that level of vulnerability.  I’d rather (and have) cry in the middle of a large airport terminal surrounded by hundreds of strangers than in front of a good friend.  Well, I had a little less control of my emotions today than I would’ve liked and I quickly bypassed my quota of zero people seeing my cry.  I’m not ashamed or anything, I’m just a little disappointed in that lose of control.  Oh well, what can I do about it now?

The outpouring of support from (most) people has been heartwarming and appreciated.  But being laid off just sucks and there’s nothing that I can say about it that hasn’t already been said or anything that they can tell me that’s going to make me feel better about losing my job, my position, my source of income, my stability, my career.  Plus, I’m still dealing with this.  It’s less than 12 hours old.  I’m sure I’ll be elated, depressed, excited, scared, relieved, and anxious all at some point.  At this point, however, I’m just numb.  I’m going through the motions, or at least what I imagine the motions to be.  Who to tell, how to tell them, how to console them, how to be strong, how to be okay with being weak.  It’s all a process I wasn’t planning on but have to fully accept now.  And I have a pretty awe inspiring example to live up to.  I don’t know if I can do it as gracefully as Robertoe but I’ll do my best….next week. 🙂

Thankful for severance pay,

Jo’van

Office Appropriate: Strong Personality in a Weak Economy

Donna Summer’s “She Works Hard for the Money” for a little inspiration. (Gotta love the ’80s lip-synching)

I have a relatively strong personality.  Shocking I’m sure to anyone who knows me or has read more than a few of these posts.  This strength of personality has always been a source of pride and heartache for me.  Some people just don’t understand how to handle a person, child, woman, employee, daughter, student, etc like me.  And I’m sure that I haven’t really made it all that easy for most people…

Regardless, my strong personality has never really been a problem, more of a mild annoyance to remain aware of.  That is until everyone began to fear for their jobs.  The economy, for lack of a better word, sucks right now.  Things are beginning to get better but nothing’s comfortable yet.  We all need to be very careful in and around the workplace.  To be gainfully employed is something to covet and be thankful for at this time.  So what does that mean for the office smart-ass, cynic and/or bitch?

I playfully termed myself the “office cynic” about a year ago.  Our president at that time (for some reason) trusted my opinion.  It’s not that I am/was of a high enough level to make a real difference.  It’s just that he seemed to appreciate my sarcasm and honesty.  Since that time, the office has changed quite a bit.  People have left and/or been laid off.  New people have joined. Clients have cut their budgets or contracts all together with us.  All and all, money is tight and we’re all really watching our jobs.  Is there room for sarcasm in this type of economy?

Of course everyone is trying to do their jobs to the best of their abilities.  And with shrinking staffs, most people are in fact doing multiple jobs for the same, if not less, pay.  It’s just that doing your job isn’t always enough.  How do you control the personal part of you?  My entire personality has never been “released” upon the office but I need to learn to control it even more now.  Not everyone finds my sarcasm endearing and I can no longer afford to ignore that fact.  My strong personality and low place on the totem pole are not a good mix when you’re relieved you haven’t been called into HR’s office each day.

What do you do when a defining trait becomes a potential liability?  It’s not that I believe my strong personality would ever be a reason to let me go.  BUT when the higher ups say cut someone and you’re comparing my resume with that of an equally qualified employee, does that prized personality help or hurt my chances?  I’d, unfortunately, venture to bet the latter.

I’m doing my best to remain positive and (more) quiet when necessary while in the office.  It’s a trial and error process but I think I’m slowly getting better at it.  One day I might be able to compartmentalize the way my mother does.  She just works.  While I hope my office life never requires that type of coldness, if it does, I at least know the ability runs in the family.

Fingers crossed she’ll be able to make it another day/week/month/year without a meeting with HR,

Jo’van

Office Appropriate: Discovering What You Want to Be When You Grow Up

Economic times are hard.  Unemployment rates are rising.  Salaries are being cut.  Benefits limited.  Everyone with a job is grateful and scared.  What if I’m next?  This may not seem like the best time to re-evaluate your career choices.  But it may in fact be just that.

1.) Staffs are shrinking but demands are not necessarily following suit.  As you say your teary-eyed goodbyes to pink-slipped colleagues, the stacks of paper on your desk or emails in your inbox are undoubtedly growing.  There is unfortuantely no mourning period in corporate america.  Are you skilled enough to meet these new responsibilities?

2.) Are you motivated enough to fulfill your new duties?  Skill does not always make a person feel fulfilled.  It may be nice to have your capabilities recognized and trusted but are you happy to be doing whatever it is you’re now doing.  Do you take this increased level of required work as a sign of upper management’s faith in your abilities or just the easiest way to pass the work along?  While it’s important to note how this promotion of sorts could be viewed as a good thing it’s also important to note how you feel about this new situation.  If you’re unhappy, it’ll show, no matter how good your work is.

3.) If heaven-forbid, you’re unhappy with your new situation, what can you do?  Is this the time to make demands or push back on upper management?  Is this the time to look for another position?  These are very personal questions.  The only suggestion I can make is do the best you can until you decide.  This is not the time to half-ass anything.  Not only will you increase the possibility of you being the next teary-eyed, surprised, pink-slipped colleague but you also piss on any of the recommendation letters you may need in your future job search.  Everyone’s depressed right now but an employee that intentionally makes the situation worse cannot expect assistance.  Regardless of whether you care, continue to serve your clients and company at 150%.

Discovering what you want to be when you grow up is something we all struggle with.  I personally don’t know what I want to be but I’m getting glimpses of what I may want to avoid.  Who knows where I may be in 5 years.  But in 2009, I have every intention of working my ass off for my current employer.  I need to make them feel they need me as badly as I need them (and their paycheck) right now.

Thankfully employed,

Jo’van

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