On Becoming Aware One Has Crossed the Point of No Return
When I abandoned my secondary school teaching career in 2015, I made a silent vow to never go back to the vocation. A few months after I quit teaching, I expanded the vow to include most corporate/bureaucratic-type jobs regardless of the material benefits these often bring.
Human resources departments in our contemporary world invest a great deal of time and effort investigating the backgrounds of their prospective employees, and I imagine even a cursory glance this blog or my fiction writing would be enough for most corporations and bureaucracies to render me persona-non-grata. Hence, I have come to the realization that I have likely disqualified myself from most corporate/bureaucratic-type work going forward.
For better or for worse, I have irrevocably committed myself to burning bridges over the past four years. I have crossed the Rubicon – passed the point of no return. The die has been cast.
I know I cannot go back, even if I wanted to.
Oddly enough, this knowledge helps me sleep better at night.
Human resources departments in our contemporary world invest a great deal of time and effort investigating the backgrounds of their prospective employees, and I imagine even a cursory glance this blog or my fiction writing would be enough for most corporations and bureaucracies to render me persona-non-grata. Hence, I have come to the realization that I have likely disqualified myself from most corporate/bureaucratic-type work going forward.
For better or for worse, I have irrevocably committed myself to burning bridges over the past four years. I have crossed the Rubicon – passed the point of no return. The die has been cast.
I know I cannot go back, even if I wanted to.
Oddly enough, this knowledge helps me sleep better at night.
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