Ladies, the gloves have come off.
I underwent my first annual review today. It was.... hmmm.... what's the right way to say this? If I haven't already let you know - I have been working on this career for three months. Almost four. Hence the annual review was pro-rated.
Everything was rather rosy. I was told that my additions to the functionality and atmosphere of the office were noticeable, and were positive. The whole ordeal lasted about 5 minutes.
I thought it was a good amount of time. It's not like there's much to judge me on at this point. My current task is to learn as much as I can, as quick as I can. Sure, there are some 'don't do's' - but they're obvious. I suppose I'm just crossing my fingers that this time next year I'll have some actual achievable goals. Believe it or not, I do love goals.
Until then. For now, I'll keep on being that sponge.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
No Longer a Student, The Fresh-Faced Career Man has Arrived
Dear Readers,
It has been some time. I apologize for the momentous cliffhanger I left you on. Towards the end of my business school career, things got...well.... hairy. Hairy in a very 'omg I need sleep and want to die but this exam must not be failed' kind of way.
I wasn't a very pleasant person to be around. Writing to you then would have painted me in a light somewhat darker than my usual sheen. Therefor, I believe the hiatus was warranted.
However, as you may have surmised, I am back at it. This blog will now serve as a creative outlet for me, however uncreative it may seem. I will tell you, dear reader, about my life in the corporate world. I will offer myself up as an inspiration for you - while concurrently attempting to inspire myself. I will let you in on this incredibly important section of my life, so that you may become wiser through my experiences.
Man, that is such junk.
This is not altruistic. I am keeping this thing to keep my sanity in check. I didn't lie when I said that this would be a creative outlet for me. My life, from 8:30-5:30, is not creative. Not yet, anyways. This semi-anonymous forum for everyone and no one will have to suffice for now.
But the creativity hole in the middle of my day will not last - of this I am positive. This very morning I was thinking about how I would simply have to alter my perception of creativity.
Sure, acrylic paint can be creative when placed on a blank canvas. But just as acrylic paint can be creative, strategic risk analysis can be creative also. Identifying risk is difficult. You must often look at situations in many different ways in order to see each risk - to understand the possible outcomes. This needs creativity. It is not, however, what excites me about my current position. Risks can be identified by a monkey. Mitigating risk requires the brain of a higher animal.
Mitigating risk is exactly like painting a picture. It requires insight, gut feelings, and skill. It requires experience. It requires intelligence. It may even require passion.
... I'll let you know how my first work of art turns out.
It has been some time. I apologize for the momentous cliffhanger I left you on. Towards the end of my business school career, things got...well.... hairy. Hairy in a very 'omg I need sleep and want to die but this exam must not be failed' kind of way.
I wasn't a very pleasant person to be around. Writing to you then would have painted me in a light somewhat darker than my usual sheen. Therefor, I believe the hiatus was warranted.
However, as you may have surmised, I am back at it. This blog will now serve as a creative outlet for me, however uncreative it may seem. I will tell you, dear reader, about my life in the corporate world. I will offer myself up as an inspiration for you - while concurrently attempting to inspire myself. I will let you in on this incredibly important section of my life, so that you may become wiser through my experiences.
Man, that is such junk.
This is not altruistic. I am keeping this thing to keep my sanity in check. I didn't lie when I said that this would be a creative outlet for me. My life, from 8:30-5:30, is not creative. Not yet, anyways. This semi-anonymous forum for everyone and no one will have to suffice for now.
But the creativity hole in the middle of my day will not last - of this I am positive. This very morning I was thinking about how I would simply have to alter my perception of creativity.
Sure, acrylic paint can be creative when placed on a blank canvas. But just as acrylic paint can be creative, strategic risk analysis can be creative also. Identifying risk is difficult. You must often look at situations in many different ways in order to see each risk - to understand the possible outcomes. This needs creativity. It is not, however, what excites me about my current position. Risks can be identified by a monkey. Mitigating risk requires the brain of a higher animal.
Mitigating risk is exactly like painting a picture. It requires insight, gut feelings, and skill. It requires experience. It requires intelligence. It may even require passion.
... I'll let you know how my first work of art turns out.
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