Tomorrow I start a new job at a familiar place. After about a year away, I’m returning to the university campus where I worked for several years. I will be working in a different department and different building, but the work will be basically the same.
I’ve had a lot of time to reflect lately, and I’ve realized that the last year has been full of teachable moments for me. I’m learning what truly matters and what it takes to make me happy in my work life.
Since giving my notice at my most recent job, a weight has slowly lifted off of my shoulders, until I realized one day that there was nothing weighing me down any more. I’ve been under a dark cloud for months and I can feel it dissipating as more moments of happiness and joy return to my life. Liberation.
The funny thing is, this will be the second “boomerang move” of my career. You see, upon graduating from college, I worked for Organization A. Then I left for Organization B. Then I returned to Organization A.
And tomorrow, I begin again at Organization B.
Yep, I’m that girl. How does that saying go?
“Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.”
My most recent stint at Org. A was a mistake. I was pretty happy chugging along at Org. B when the owner of Org. A reached out and lured me away. I was enticed by a significant bump in salary, a signing bonus, and a chance to broaden my skill set. I also thought it would be a temporary gig because Husband and I had planned to move out of the state 6-9 months after I accepted the offer to return to Org. A.
But our relocation plans didn’t unfold as we had envisioned, and I became unhappier by the day with the work and the environment at Org. A. I soon felt stuck in a job that was not a good fit for me.
So I started the job search and luckily found what I think will be a wonderful new gig for me. I’m taking a pay cut and I couldn’t be happier about it. I’m now one of those people who can say with conviction that money does not equal happiness.
I never thought I would return to this employer. I didn’t burn any bridges when I left, but I truly believed I was moving on for good.
There’s a little embarrassment when I think about it too deeply, but that shame is crowded out by the reality that I get to work with a lot of really great people again, and I get to meet and work with new great people too. It brings a smile to my face.
I can’t wait to get back where I belong.
Would you ever return to a previous employer?
Why or why not?