Been meaning to write this for nearly a week now but so many other issues took precedence. This evening a casual chat with a friend compelled me to complete what i started.
I have in my past posts touched upon the importance of finding the right organizational fit when you move or decide to make a move.
But how do you deal with a changed circumstance that comes unannounced or happens before you are ready for it ?
Take this instance of Girija. This fresh-out-of-college youngster decided to move from a BPO outfit to a place with normal work timings. The BPO had all that she wanted – a work culture that was an extension of her college canteen. A fun boss who took the gang out to pizza, the girls and guys were one happy gang, the canteen served yummy food, constant challenges were thrown her way and the boss was supportive of her growth and mentored her out of her weak points. Only drawback, you guessed right. Work Timings. Periodic changes in shift were not doing her any good. Endless graveyard shifts were killing too and not going too well with the folks back home. After much introspection, she decided her health won out against all the camaraderie and challenging work. She moved to a more sedate place of work.
The new organization offered her sane timings, a home drop and a decent pay. Though work didn’t seem challenging it offset the disadvantages she had in the previous firm. Three months ennui set in, and she decided to move to another department within the same organization. The new department was within the same sedate firm. This was not college anymore. People were serious about their work and it was not very easy being the new kid on the block.
Since she had told HR she was moving out because the division did not offer her enough challenges, the senior management at the new division thrust her into the middle of a project and assigned her mentors.
Every one seemed to know the process but her. Suggestions were not accepted with openness and, at times, sarcastically turned down. All at once, she seemed to alienate people where at one time she was this vivacious girl full of bonhomie. Very soon, Girija lost her confidence. Constantly dumbed down she felt she was no longer up to a job, which at one point-in-time didn’t seem challenging enough. Her constant refrain:
I am not good enough
They do it so fast but I’m unable to get the hang of it
I can’t talk to them without getting a sarcastic smile
I tried to approach a senior with an idea but was told off and asked not to change a system that has taken years to hone
I can’t do it
Depression got to her and some time later she was not even able to think about getting in to work without a sickening feeling in her stomach.
Where do you think she went wrong? What can she do to get out of this situation?