Daily Prompt: Ready, Set, Done

Our weekly free-write is back: take ten minutes — no pauses! — to write about anything, unfiltered and unedited. You can then publish the post as-is, or edit a bit first — your call.

So how am I liking my new job?

I like it that there’s something new to learn everyday. I like it that it helps me to be spontaneous. Unlike my previous one, we are not guided by script verbatim rules and canned responses. We freely can express our thoughts to our respondents and clients, but of course, to never compromise professionalism.

I like that my days are not as robotic as before, that I have the freedom to play with my time and manage my resources. I like it that we are not haunted by action-suppressing house rules and disciplinary action guidelines. That we are trusted to perform as professionals, and nothing less.

But why does it feel like I can’t pour my all of me into it?

I’m not sure.

My boss showers me with confidence, trusts me beyond measure. She says I’m setting a standard, and kind of like setting the bar a little too high.

It feels great and all, trust me – to have someone believe in you so much. But the pressure – the thought that I cannot make mistakes. That I have to be always on top of my game. That I have to keep pushing on – this takes a bit of humanity off of it all.

I am new. I am barely on my fourth week. I should be allowed a little room for error. I should be like any newbie – make hundreds of mistakes and commit tens of small victories. That’s normalcy. Customary.

Grant me this ordinariness. Entitle me to grow and flow in my own sweet time.


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Ya'll Listen Up says:

    The night is dark , cold, quiet. It’s eerie, but peaceful at the same time. What to do. What to do. Can’t sleep. Why do I have nights like this? It’s like my mind won’t turn off. Tick tick …all I hear is the clock. My mind racing 100000 times a minute. Hmm. This seems like a great time to think about everything I NEED to do tomorrow. I’ll be super productive. In reality, I’ll be super tired. Coffee will help! Mmm. Coffee. Random. That’s a nice word. It’s one of those words that makes since. Random. My mind is random. Always thinking. Always active. It’s now thundering outside. Oh nice! I love thunderstorms. Time to sleep. No time to sleep. Sleep…….

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