So maybe Master P had it right after all: no limits. No, i’m not idolizing the psuedo-rapper for any reason other than the fact that it’s before 8 a.m. and I’ve only had one cup of coffee. So bear with me.
It amazes me, as I continue on this supposedly adult “career path” that i’ve chosen, just how far the ceiling is in terms of responsibility. I know that I try not to write about work, for this outlet is supposed to be about things *other* than work, but this is too interesting (for me) not to ponder.
For the past several weeks, i’ve been ‘flying solo,’ no boss or anyone else in the department. My boss is out with her new baby and since we’re the only two involved with external web marketing, that leaves me by myself. This really has opened up a whole world of opportunity for me: weekly meetings with VPs, being temporary manager and director for web development for our entire business. It scares the bejeebus out of me, because i’m only 23. But at the same time, it amazes me just how much responsibility one can take on. Now this isn’t a “yea me!” sentiment, for those that know me know that i am one of the more painfully self-depricating individuals around because of my self-esteem issues. But this is a testament to human ability. One person’s position, already overloaded with work and duties can take on two (at least with knowledge that its only for a few months) full-time jobs and not drown.
The weeks prior to my boss’ delivery, I was out of my gourd with stress and paranoia. Taking stock in how blitzed i was already with work, thinking about how hard my boss works, and trying to add the two together made me want to off myself in anticipation of looming 70+ hour weeks. But it never happened.
Sure, most everything we worked on prior to her departure has gone to pot, but not because of me (thank goodness). Things have been less than ideal, at best. But you know what? I’m still here. I still haven’t screwed up badly enough that they’ve removed me, handcuffs and all, from the helms of the entire website. And I’ll be fine.
That’s the testament of human will, of human ability: No matter what comes, what unforseen conditions, snags and snafus arise…the immenent progression of time mixed with the awesome human will can make anything seem do-able.
Thanks, Master P.