I had the same job for almost 12 years. Considering that I am only 33, 12 years is a large chunk of my life; my whole adulthood. I had not been happy in that job for at least 10 of the 12 years, but I felt that I was stuck there. Needless to say, I was beyond miserable. The first week of May was particularly rough this year. I decided on May 4th that I couldn't take it anymore.
I began re-writing my resume. I have a very specialized set of skills and a considerable amount of experience but only two employers. One employer was out of business and the second was my current job. I was worried that I would have a difficult time making my resume stand out because of that, but there was nothing I could do about it. I finished writing it and looked for places to send it to.
I sent it to one place that night, and miraculously I got a call the next morning. I had an interview!! Holy cow! I felt completely at ease as I took my personal belongings to my car and emailed my resignation to my bosses. I laughed the whole way home that night.
I aced the interview on the following Monday. I was offered the job on the spot. It's not what I went to college for, but I like it. I'm learning a lot and I am much, much happier. The wussy chicken FINALLY got the nerve to tell the big, bad, bi-polar wolf to stick it and hasn't looked back.
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