I used to race BMX (bicycle motocross). I’m typically not one to say I’m really good at things. I’m an average tennis player, an alright blogger, and an okay student; but I was a freakin’ boss on the bike. I was so good I actually got a sponsorship and started traveling the state/country for competitions. Over the three-year span I raced, I had achieved some pretty significant accomplishments and accumulated more trophies than I knew what to do with.
While I may not be as competitive as I was back in the BMX days, I still find myself wanting validation for the things I’ve done. I had a particularly hard time transitioning from college to my career. In school, I was rewarded for studying hard with good grades. In sports, I was rewarded with trophies. Little did I know, once you walk across that stage things change.
Wanna know what I get rewarded with when I rock a case at work? You guessed it, another case. Where are my trophies, my high-fives, my “Good job, Ninja” notes at the top of my reports? Gone, baby gone. I really struggled with this new reality. I didn’t know if my boss loved or hated me. I didn’t know if I was over-performing or under-performing. I had no idea where I stood amongst my peers. It wasn’t until my mid-year review that my supervisor helped put me at ease. He said “Ninja, in this line of work no news is good news. If you hear from me it’s because you did something wrong.”
And I guess that’s what life is all about now, huh? Do you think Sallie Mae called me and congratulated me for paying off four years worth of loans in two? Heck to the no they didn’t. Goodbye warm fuzzy feelings, hello cruel world.
p.s. if you want to validate me and this silly little blog, take 2 seconds out of your day and vote for me for a People’s Choice award. It literally takes two clicks and you don’t have to input any personal information (name, email, etc). For every one of you that votes for me, I’ll donate $1 to my savings account 😉