And your regular-scheduled programming is still being delayed. Why?
Be-cccause, the second part of the condensed bullet-points still doesn’t exactly cover everything:
* With the new year looming, I decided to give myself a 10 – 12 week timeline.
* A gameplan designed either for great success or a spectacular disaster.
* Unfortunately, even with the support of some great friends, my quest started off on the wrong foot.
* Crossing over to the new year, I sought to pick myself up quickly but was finding it hard.
* Until of course something unexpected occured: a sudden change in campaigns.
* This happened right at the moment where the team decided to gun for a major promotion.
* And that’s when I realised what a massive opportunity I had to show off my chops.
* Along the way, I had a chance to prove I was not the weakest link in the team.
* Thus for the next two weeks, I slugged my arse off; desperate to prove my strengths to the team.
* The euphoria I felt when the team celebrated its sweet success was only matched by one thing.
* MY own delight at having conquered the first stage of my gameplan.
* Next up was to face the mammoth challenge of getting acclimatised to the new campaign.
* At the very same time, I was dealing with Suzanne having an extended break from work.
* Since she’d taken so long to recover from what was perceived to be a simple flu initially, she cashed in on her leave days.
* Which meant we’d gotten closest to each other as we’d ever had since the start of our relationship nearly a year ago.
* You would think that I’d use this increased happiness as motivation during work.
* But instead, problems at work contributed to me being all surly around her and causing trivial fights.
* Problems at work were mainly revolving getting invested in the new campaign and a shortfall of my confidence.
* Seeing everyone else doing it easily made me feel like shit.
* And when I got better at one aspect, the other aspect of the job became more difficult to control.
* The new object of my affection becoming more appealing to me didn’t help matters much.
* However, it did heighten the excitement of traveling to KL for the company’s regional rally.
* Especially with the increased levels of interaction between her and myself.
* Going away to KL for the rally turned out to have a twofold effect — neither one being majorly positive.
* Firstly I realised I felt vastly inferior to her.
* Secondly I realised I felt inferior to everyone else.
* Which, on a grander scale, made my confidence fall even further.
* Coming back from the rally, I resigned myself to the fact that the two of us didn’t have a shot.
* I also felt guilt pangs with regards to Suzanne, which made looking at her more uneasy.
* Annnnd, my performance at work continued to hover around average to poor.
* Eventually, I reached a breaking point. A realisation that perhaps I was not suited for the business.
* And one particular incident between myself and the boss only enhanced that realisation.
* Simply put, I had more or less hit rock bottom. I was desperate. I was about inches away from giving up.
* Question was: would I indeed throw in the towel?
Ahhh, all that and more in the tantalising conclusion of my wonderful tale coming soon. Stay tuned for part three!
