I began a new job as a Copywriter a week ago. It’s the biggest career move I’ve made in my life. After a long time working and trying to get into this sort of field, it didn’t seem real to me that I’d finally got the job. I walked in to my place of work of 7 years on my day off and handed in my notice to my manager, who was proud and happy for me that I was leaving. It’s difficult to describe how surreal the experience was since I’d been dreaming of leaving that place for so long. And my friends. The few people there I liked whom I was leaving behind. But I was also leaving behind a number of people whom I didn’t consider friends, I was leaving behind stress and depression. I was leaving behind a place that made me feel bitter towards it. I was in a world of my own the last few days there, unable to properly work since I was leaving soon, but also paranoid and fearful because I was officially leaving a secure, full-time job.
I was sent my new contract on my last day of work and I felt some relief (I always panic and imagine the worse outcome if things aren’t yet official). The new job is in Bolton. People were asking me if I was excited, people were hugging me and saying goodbye, others didn’t talk to me, which was fine, and soon I handed in my discount cards, pass card, name badge and my manager typed something into the computer and then said I could go. It was 5:00. I would normally finish at half past. I took my tie off and walked around with a big, terrified, confused smile on my face. I hugged some more people, walked to reception, said goodbye to the security guards, and left. Just like that. I was outside, no longer going back there to work. The feeling of letting something go, like when people tell you to take a leap of faith if you want to get what you want. Just that strange feeling of detachment. I walked to the pub and met my friend there and an hour later others came and we drank until the night and went home.
I had 5 days off until my new job. I spent over £300 getting my car ready for the Monday. (£200 I’d borrowed from a friend). New battery, new alternator, MOT, insurance, road tax. My girlfriend and I drove to Cheshire Oaks to the aquarium on the Saturday. But I realised my car wasn’t gaining speed and was revving loudly. The clutch had gone. Scared in case it broke down coming back from Cheshire, I started to get stressed. I got home. I sat on my bed with her and I realised I had no way to get to get to Bolton, no time and no money to get the car fixed. No money to get the train. My girlfriend did her best to make me feel better, she has a way with words, but I hated the thought that this great, new thing wasn’t working out as I wanted it to. I felt like I had the worst luck.
But I was lucky. My 3 brothers helped me out. They lent me money and my older brother gave me his credit card. Things don’t always go as smoothly as you want, but normally you can work it out. I got up at 5am and took the 2 and a half hour journey to Bolton. I was a nervous wreck. There were several other new starters for other departments, and one other girl who was a Copywriter like me. I soon met my new team. A large Marketing team but 8 of us at my computer bank. And after a few days of awkwardness, I began to fit in and felt a bit more comfortable. I love the place. There’s no stress and everyone is very nice. This is the job I wanted. And as lucky as I am, it didn’t sink in for ages. I think only at the end of the first week I was walking to the train station and I thought to myself, ‘I’m in Bolton. This is my new place of work. I work here now.’ And then I smiled.
I began work writing copy for a number of kitchen appliances and got into the rhythm and routine of the working day. From mid 2008 when I graduated from university in Preston, I’d worked in Liverpool. To begin with I was working part time, stacking shelves, earning £300 a month, and I’ve worked my way up to where I am now. When I saw my girlfriend on the following Saturday when I was off, I realised I’d not seen her for a whole week. We hugged at the train station. She helped me see things differently. Like I said, she has a way with words, and I think now I’m comfortable in my job, or career as I can now say, I’m comfortable in my own skin.