So this week I’ve been at work. (If you don’t know about this you haven’t read my newsletter. Have a look now. Oh, and do sign up if it pleases you.) I think I got out of bed on the wrong side on Monday morning and was absolutely thoroughly miserable by Tuesday night.
I was hating being at work. I was feeling left out (I’m still learning the language), frustrated, stressed and put-upon. I was stewing over not being paid as much as I’d like and the fact that the job isn’t exactly what I applied for (are they ever?). And paranoid – seriously paranoid – convinced every conversation that was being held around me, must be about me. Most of all, I was feeling left out and lonely and sorry for myself. Continue reading
Every now and then I go innocently out to do something simple and rewarding, like buy a book perhaps, and I gaily walk straight into a brick wall!
I may be building an independent business but the people I want to connect with are workers for others. I’ve had many years in the most eclectic range of jobs you can imagine. I can see the appeal of the workplace – the friendships, the camaraderie and a clear sense of where you sit in relationship to others.
Let’s face it, most of us spend a HUGE proportion of our waking hours at work, killing time between shifts, sneaking in a few emails before dinner, or travelling to and from our workplace. We make friends with our colleagues and work conversation drifts into our personal lives.
Happy is being helpful - the times I feel most connected, strong, powerful is when I’ve been in a position to help someone; the time when my talents have naturally met the needs of another, and together we have achieved something that moves them forward.
A client and I were discussing the importance of wearing a suit in business. My client felt she should wear one, wanted one to give her confidence in new situations.




