Last fall, a tenured employee quit. In the several months prior to this, I had allowed negativity, self-sabotage and unclear expectations of myself and others to permeate my work space. I believed I was doing it all wrong and began to peruse job boards, consider other employment options and sink into a professional funk.
Up until this point, I was trepidatious in my management style and unclear in my expectations of staff. Turns out, this is a recipe for unfulfilling managerial work, leaving me feeling deflated, deficient and discontent. I never believed a quitter would inspire me to re-invent what had become second nature and reawaken me to the possibilities for growth within a job I had seemingly mastered. Tenure means nothing if you’ve stopped serving your purpose.