Have you ever done something (said yes to that date, went down that street, ate that burrito) when you knew in the deepest part of your being that it wasn’t right for you? Well, this is one of those stories for me.
I quit a job after being there for only 3 weeks.
So, how did this happen? Flashback to August of this year. I wanted to make some extra money to help pay for my supervision hours so I could get my independent license. I hopped on Indeed and applied to jobs that sounded interesting and were a good fit for my skills. The particular job in question was a great match and would allow me to work with teenagers again in an educational capacity. I sent in my resume and got a reply in less than 20 minutes, asking me if I’d like to interview for the position. Fast forward about a week and a half later, I was offered the position. I gladly accepted it.
But, I had a gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach that the job was not right for me. I ignored the feeling and pressed on. I went through their training, met the teenagers that I’d be working with, and participated one of their fundraising events. The feeling would pass, I thought. When it didn’t, I grew more anxious. While I still thought the position and the organization were incredible, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t right.
As the days grew closer to when I would be there again, I searched for “how to quit a job you just started”. I was hoping to find validation and tips on how to do it. I talked with trusted friends and family members. My mother, as wise as ever, knew the feelings that I was having before I wanted to admit them to myself. She told me that I had to do what was best for me. I mustered up the courage to email my supervisor my resignation.
Though the anxiety about what to do was over, I ruminated on what my supervisor would think of me for quitting so soon. I messaged my friends and family constantly, updating them that my supervisor had not yet responded to my email. I did get an email back, about two days after I sent it. There was no ill-will and they wished me the best.
I was going to wait until January to quit, but I could not handle the anxiety that I was feeling. I knew that the position was not right for me and took action.
What I want to leave you with today is:
You don’t have to stay. You can always, always leave.