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Did i tell you I love my job?

I do.

I've been here since February, after transferring out of the job from literal hell.  I lasted in that position for exactly one year and started looking to transfer 9 months in.  Before that I worked in the same position for 5 years before realizing I wasn't going anywhere so to move up, I had to move out of that department.

I never used to, but now I'm always thinking a few years ahead.  What will happen "if".  I'm lucky that I work for a place where there are many many departments and choices.  But I'm getting up there in age so I'm looking for my landing spot.  I believe I've found it.  My big concern is my current boss will retire within a few years and everything could change.

This morning someone I worked with in my first position with this organization came into our offices for a meeting and talked to me while he waited.  I asked after everyone, of course.  He gave me the rundown and asked if I would consider returning.

"As?" I asked.

"We always have a place for you" (what a bullshitter)

I'm happy where I am.  I adore my boss.  And that is what I told him.

He said, "You work with all the heavy hitters, I can see you enjoy it".

Yes, indeed.  I do.

What I enjoy even more is watching what goes around come around.  This same man ASKED me to apply for a position when I worked with him and then offered the job to another man.  He explained "it was a "complete surprise" and that the other candidate had more experience.  I was crushed, and I was motivated.  I privately laughed my ass off when that "more qualified" man declined the offer and no, I was no longer interested.  I did move up, and I did it in a different department.  Adios.  

I continue to move onward.  Being single means I get to focus entirely on myself and my goal is to continue to learn and be happy at work.  I take no shit.  Now, if I could only translate that to my personal life.

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