And Then There Was One

I made an impulsive decision today. I resigned from my job at the airport.

On my way to work today I knew it was time to quit. The negatives of the job greatly outweighed the positives. I was well aware of this since the beginning, but I repressed those thoughts for one reason, and one reason only. I was working for an airline. The word airline tricked me into thinking the job was something more than what it was.

Funny how we do that, isn't it? We hear only what we want to hear.

When I was hired, I heard, "AIRLINE, blah blah blah, TRAVEL, blah blah blah, BENEFITS." But what they were really saying was, "Working check in, low hours, low pay, strict work schedule." I chose to ignore those aspects of the job because of the airline aspect.

But come on now, the job I was hired for has nothing to do with an airplane...my position was in an airport, not an airplane. My job required me to perform repetitive tasks in a crowded environment, not travel the world. I knew that from the beginning, but didn't realize it until yesterday.

So that was it. Yesterday I decided to resign, and today I initiated. Yes I realize how hasty that was.

I talked to an old friend today, Rebeca. She made a comment that got me thinking. She said, "The best decisions we make are based on impulse." I couldn't agree more.

Rebeca moved to Japan on impulse, and she's never regretted a day of her time there. Impulsive decisions have taken me out of Tokyo, and brought me to New York. I can honestly say that I've never been happier.

Being impulsive sure as hell gets us into trouble. That should not be forgotten. Quitting a job at Starbucks 6 hours before your shift starts, and then refusing to pick up the phone when your manager calls MIGHT get you blacklisted from the company... But it might just give you the time to focus on your real goals, and teach you how to reach your true potential.

Impulsive decisions can complicate our lives, but at the same time they can bring us closer to bright and stimulating places. I have confidence that this impulsive decision is going to take me far from my past of stressful low paying jobs, and bring me head first into the world of gainful employment.

Weeks upon weeks ago I received the contact information for a big shot travel agent. I wrote a blog about it, remember? I sent him an e-mail the day I got his information and never heard anything back. I was bummed but it was one of those, "Oh well," moments.

On my way to the airport today I received a call. Being underground, I didn't get anything except a voice mail. When I emerged above ground, I listened to the mail...it was him.

Life works out in the funniest ways, just when we need them to the most.

I've always believed that, and always will - secret or no secret.