Right around this time every year, when the grind slows and I know I'm about to look across the table, over the Thanksgiving bounty, at a beautiful family, under the roof that this profession has provided, in a house full of love.... I turn into a fucking sap. I just get grateful. And I think that's the point on the 3rd Wednesday of November every year.
This year, I've got a new community to be grateful for. I showed up in February after a RIF. I was more than a little bit broken. Since then, and as the climb rebooted, the WR has gotten me through 3 new roles in 9 months, and all of stress associated with career reassembly.
Just having this community of like minds is career fuel at any level, and I'm extremely grateful for all of you (shit, most of you, ok, a few of you are just hopeless). But the bond in this community, anonymous or otherwise is strong. It’s a daily part of my routine. In a remote world, this is the daily sales meeting I don’t otherwise get. There have been poignant posts and personalities this year that have just plain lifted me up. So, thank you, WR community. It’s hard to quantify this kind of value. Sending serious praise and a tip of the hat to @gasty. You keep it sticky. You keep it fair. You keep it fun.
As for those who are currently on the sidelines, If you think I may be in a position to help, hit me up, and I’ll pay it back in any way I can.
Happy Thanksgiving, savages.
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