The Big Resignation: Vanishing Footprints in the Sand

Hmmm, is there a deepermotive at work that is hiding in the shadows?
In the midst of the coverageof the pandemic from every conceivable perspective, a new story made its wayinto the press in the past week. It has been dubbed The Big Resignation. You know it must be a big deal to be able tocompete with COVID for the headlines. Some of the facts and figures behind thestory, based on surveys and employment statistics:
More than four million people quit their jobs in April in the U.S. alone41% of workers are considering quitting or changing professions38% of workers planned to quit in the next six to twelve monthsAlthough it is happeningin all sectors, it is particularly prevalent in service and retail jobs. In theAmerican retail sector, 650,000 workers quit their job in April alone.Apparently some of them left in favour of entry-level positions in other sectorsthat pay less but offer more benefits, potential for advancement and betterworking conditions.
The pandemic has clearlyresulted in a cultural shift. At face value, it seems that workers are arrivingat the conclusion that life is too short and too precarious to spend eighthours a day doing something just for the money or to endure poor treatment froman employer.
For those who do notneed the income, they are simply opting out. Others who still need a job areaiming higher and accepting the need to take a step backwards to move ahead.
I am one of the fortunate ones who work for an organization that treats its employees well and values their abilities. From that privileged position, I can afford to contemplate the phenomenon and attempt to dissect it. I wonder if there is not a deeper, not yet understood driver involved for some of these people – a collective discontent that has not defined itself yet.
I fear that a year from now some of those people who changed jobs will be thinking:
Why am I still not happy? Was my job really the source of my discontent? Or was it something else?
Maybe it was the factthat I had not seen anyone smile for going on two years because I could not seebeyond their face mask.
Maybe it was the fact that I had not had a real vacation in 18 months because travel was forbidden. And when it became permissible again, I stepped off the plane back home only to be treated like a leper or a criminal because the country I vacationed in got put on a watch list.
Maybe it was the factthat the rights I once thought were enshrined in the Charter of Rights andFreedoms suddenly became conditional based on the circumstances.
Maybe it was the factthat I lost my identity and became nothing more than a QR code.
Maybe it began the day I looked behind me to see my footprints and discovered they had been washed away because I was not supposed to be walking on the beach that day.
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