Reflecting on my time catering at the bank I was being encouraged by those I worked with yet after a while I was called to a tower block office where it was made clear (to my surprise) that I was under scrutiny. Having been promised a uniform, I had been asking for the items, particularly the jacket as I’d been wearing my old school blazer. These showed no signs of appearing.
The relative freedom of the hours, and the easy commute were things I enjoyed about the job, along with the comradeship of our team. Now it became a time of self examination and perhaps the gestation of my determined, and perhaps competitive, edge.
The failings of school times were not what I wanted to revisit so I began to wonder what else I might do. If the bank did not want me it was time to take control myself. I guess this was a maturing time that became significant for the future. There was the idea that something else would be better and ultimately more interesting. Naming that alternative was going to need help.
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