Showing posts with label career. Show all posts
Showing posts with label career. Show all posts

Sunday, January 26, 2025

New Battles

With my career at the office at almost 30 years, looking for enthusiasm and excitement in the daily drudgery is not that difficult. I think I have achieved some peace by focusing on the moment though sometimes one thinks of the status of what one must have at my age and years of service. But that reeks of feeling privilege breeds resentment and rumination when one just needs to enjoy the simple aspects of working every day; be able to do one's trade to the best of one's abilities.

Others who are more fortunate to go up the ladder quickly do not make me feel bad though sometimes one feels resentment but with the realization that a higher role may not be apt for one's temperament. I like being in the front line so to speak, to be James Bond out in the fields instead of this boss 'M'. Smiley in John Le Carre's book is a good example of a master handler; orchestrating spy coups while working behind the scenes though this work did have its moments of strategy, boldness, and discrete actions.

Working with much younger people who are driven and smart does not exclude me from the game as I keep trudging along with difficult projects though far from the work that attracts the limelight. Like Smiley, I like to delve into the shadows, orchestrating and coordinating work behind the scenes so that my colleagues do recognize my experience and subtleness; not the usual blow-hard pronouncements of the grizzled old veteran. Somehow I manage to keep the youthful enthusiasm and spirit of a much younger man; without the bitterness or sullenness of a middle-aged careerist who may not have ascended the heights of management.

I do say what I feel and bring out my thoughts that others might be circumscribed to control that one may have a reputation of being a loose canon instead of a feel-good management climber who says what people like to hear.  I still have this urge to throw the bomb out of my own nature to say it it is but perhaps this hint of feeling bypassed that one needs to take a stand out of experience while must the younger generation. After all, I am a veteran of multiple projects and worked in different places like Asia, Europe, and US. So I have the gravitas of the old experienced warrior who may have crossed a few lines that prevented a career rise.

One is just grateful to be working in the field, doing what one does with quiet victories, and achieving simple goals like regular golf, Toastmaster's meetings, running 5k races, biking and hiking, and enjoying good food and movies. To be mentally and physically healthy with the good cheer of the old happy worker living out the remaining years of a long career with a chance to achieve a lifelong career in retirement that one has been preparing oneself is the ultimate victory of this quiet journey.

In the meantime, one faces new battles with new actors on the stage, a new way of working, a young and envigorated management team plus exciting developments in technology like AI that could potentially change the way one works. The old warrior adapts and journeys to this new terrain, keeping his wits with his nose close to the ground, keeping himself fit to maintain the relevance and stamina needed in the new workplace after the specter of COVID finally recedes in the background. 


Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Dodging the Bullet

Last Monday I spoke with my new boss. I wanted to find out if I am still in the good graces of the team. The answer was 'yes' so one could breath easy. I slept well that night, more than 7 hours according to my health app. I wore a fleece jacket over my shirt, fleece pajamas and socks, sleeping under a fleece blanket and comforter. For some reason, I did not feel hot despite my abundance of cover. The temperature did not seem to be any more colder than the previous day. I woke up early the next day, refreshed and ready for work.

The first day was really difficult for me after the weekend, with my mind spinning with thoughts of shame. I did not attend the Monday morning stand-up, instead, I went down to the canteen, bought apple juice and walked along the corridors and stair well waiting for the meeting to end before going back to my cubicle. It was a sad and pitiful sight as I wondered about my future. Meeting the boss before noon and clearing the air was a welcome relief. During lunch time, I went to the gym to swim, soak in the hot tub and steam room before heading back to work.

I wrote to my career counselor that day and still have not received her reply. My mind again started to go into overdrive, where I questioned my self, if I had a right to sending that email. Maybe I should just curl up into a ball and accept whatever fate befalls me. But I have a right to choose my future, perhaps moving to other domains for a different role instead of accepting what is given me. This is democracy after all and I need to explore other options in case my new role does not pan out as expected. But deep down I feel that the team has my back, and I could rely on them to keep me working.

Last night I enrolled into some courses; online training on programming so I can start building my skills again. Sad that I find myself in the same situation after more than a decade. I started this blog to write away my churning thoughts and fears while learning new skills like blogging. There was a reorganization also underway at that time in Singapore and my blog entries helped me keep my sanity. Many year later, I again find myself in the same stressful situation and I am much older, my age creeping up to me. This is the sad reality of capitalism with creative destruction making it's way for the new world to emerge.