I've been at my current job for six years, as of today. I don't know how I've managed to brazen it out for so long, especially because the company has gone through so many ups and downs and renamings and rebirths and splits and reorganziations. I can only attribute it to what is normally my negative habit of retreating into my shell when chaos and tempers and insane clients run amuck. I keep my office door shut most of the time, not only to muffle the noise from the hallway (whose bright idea was it to put all the writers and editors near the copy machine and the printer anyway?), but also to preserve some semblance of calm and control.
I also don't play well with the corporatey stuff. They tried to pull me into it on numerous occasions, and I think they've finally realized that I'm just not corporate material, and they just leave me to my research and writing. I don't give a damn about the ESOP money - you can't miss what you don't have; benefits are only good if you can make use of them; my briefcase can only hold so many labels; and how many bags and coffee mugs and hats and towels with the company logo on them does a girl need?
It occurs to me, though, that in these six years, I've been in five different positions, and I'm about to embark on a sixth one, so maybe I'm a job hopper after all, and I just managed to do it within one company and its subsidiaries.
I've stayed more for the people I work with than anything. I've been lucky to have at least two really good bosses, and there are some personalities that just work really well together, however eccentric we all may be (and we are, trust me). I've also kept in touch with many of the people who have left, and I can't say the same about previous jobs.
Several people celebrated 10-year anniversaries last year. I wonder if I'll make it that long. Actually, do I WANT to be at this company for that long? There's a thinker...
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