Is Your Job Like a Creepy Boyfriend?

I’ve had a couple of conversations this week that have gotten me thinking about the way we undervalue ourselves and how that gets us stuck in positions that aren’t utilizing or rewarding us properly.

This is not new thinking for me, of course. A lot of what I do when advising clients is convincing them of their worth in the marketplace and the variety of their marketable skills. And when I do a resume rewrite or create a bio, even for an accomplished and seemingly-confident professional, they often marvel at the way I present them, as if to say, “Is this really me?”

“Yes. That’s you,” I insist. I’m not making things up here.

So yesterday a former client called to update me on herself and a couple of people she referred to me. One referral was a recent college grad whose resume I’d rewrtten. He was getting all kinds of calls for interviews now and was very happy. That was very gratifying, but not surprising. He’d had great paying jobs and prestigious internships during college. He’d clearly been thinking about his career path when he sought them out. All he’d needed from me was to present him and his experience in the best light possible for the specific position he was seeking. 

But my former client went on to tell me both she and a frustrated co-worker she’d referred to me had both gotten promotions and raises, from different branches of their company, after my consulting/coaching sessions with them. 

Now these are both intelligent, confident, capable professional women and I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t stand for comparable treatment in other areas of their lives. And yet they were underpaid, overworked and sorely undervalued in their positions and each felt trapped, not sure they could do better. That’s where I came in. I helped them see their worth. 

After our work together, one of them was offered a promotion and a (big) raise without seeking it out. She had been ready to leave. She’d had me rewrite her resume and had started putting feelers out. The other one didn’t want to leave. She liked what she was doing there so she made a last-ditch stand, sure that they wouldn’t give her what she wanted. But she got it.

The other conversation this week that got me on this topic was with a friend who is making a move out of a toxic work environment after enduring it for a long time. “It’s like you’re finally leaving a really bad boyfriend,” her sister told her, relieved. This friend is nervous, relieved, excited. But she is looking forward to something better. And I’m sure she’ll find it.

Are you ready for something better? What do you have to give up in order to get it?

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