the Wrong job

Categories: journal

Date: 19 March 2010 15:49:12

I believe that I am in the wrong job. Twenty years ago, I believe that I was in the right job. I haven't consciously changed jobs, but the job has changed.

Those changes have been occurring over many years, but over the past couple of years, the part of the organisation for which I work was reorganised. There has been the hope that the reorganisation was going to be, for me, beneficial (although I think that those of us who actually talk to users have reckoned that, overall, a less effective service would result).

I guess that it's nearly 2 years, too, since I was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. I think that, whatever the complexities and variabilities of the condition, it's generally true that people with Asperger's Syndrome are better at dealing with things than they are at dealing with other people. It's been commented a number of times since my diagnosis that it is remarkable that I have found myself at the customer service end of our organisation rather than a technical specialist. Of course, it's partly by accident, but I believe that, initially, I thrived, because my interactions with people were based on the technical expertise with which I was able to help them. And I was better at managing the daily crises of a helpdesk than I would have been at maintaining focus on a long term project.

But now, I am a 'consultant'. Arranging meetings. Not able actually to 'do' anything, but having to ask other people to do things. A 'people' person, which I am not.

My boss is currently on holiday. He gets back on Monday. I'm thinking that I shall have to bite the bullet, and say to him that things aren't working. I don't know what the consequences will be. Perhaps, they can find a more suitable position for me within our organisation. I may need to be downgraded.

Please pray for me ...