New year, new job?

So it’s not much of a new year anymore, but right now I’ve got a ‘new year, new city, new job’ good times vibe going and I’d rather you didn’t try to ruin it for me by pointing out we’re in March.

All this newness is all very well and good for me and no doubt you don’t give a fig (and why would you – they’re too delicious to share) but aside from the new year bit, which was just timing, and the new city, which is just location, I am quite positive at some point everyone has almost cheated on their current job by thinking about taking another, and there’s an excellent chance some of you took the next step and left your job, seeking the one true job elsewhere.

While you’re desperately assuring your current job that, no, of course you haven’t thought of another, better, sweeter piece of employment action, perhaps you might want to ponder why it’s worth making the change – is there really something better out there for you? Do you deserve more? Go on, put on your thinking pants. The ones with the sharp creases that keep you awake.

It could be that, like me, the reason you want to leave is that you have commitment issues. The longest I’ve ever spent in one job is two and a half years, which now that I write it down, looks quite pathetic. I stayed in that role for the pay, the bonus and some of the workmates. I moved to my new job for the role itself. And the fact it has an excellent kitchen with two fridges and, control yourselves, four dishwasher drawers. I’ll admit it doesn’t pay as much but that just means this will be the year of not as many shoes and a great many less chocolate bars, chainsaws and all the other fripperies women are known to splurge on. A small price to pay for what currently seems like the ideal job (free books are involved).

There are, of course, reasons to stay in a relationship with your current job – it’s familiar. It’s comfy. It doesn’t mind that you’ve let yourself go. Possibly you don’t lust after each other anymore, but doesn’t that happen to everyone? The honeymoon period never lasts except in Disney. But what if it could? WHAT IF IT COULD? I don’t use caps lightly, people.

To end on a note of sheer career fantasy, if you haven’t read Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity, or at the very least watched my teen heartthrob John Cusack in the movie, hop to it. You too can list your top five jobs that don’t bother to take “qualifications and time and history and salary” into consideration.

Penelope’s dream job? 1961. Editor for Joseph Heller’s Catch 22. Yours? 

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