Today I said no to a potential job opportunity. This goes against almost all that I am as a person. I’m a ‘yes’-sayer. I’m that annoying person who says, “I want to learn everything” and actually means it. And then realizes six months down the line that she’s been conned into uploading ten years of data onto an Excel spreadsheet because no one else wanted to and ‘everything’ evidently means ‘crap’.
Yes, it’s a personal flaw. I am easy to take advantage of. Even for really, really nice people. Lest you think I’m self-martyring, it’s no one’s fault but my own. I invite it. If someone groans about paperwork, I actually offer to help out. And once I’m in on a project, I find it almost impossible to extricate myself. So when ten pages becomes eighty? Well, I said yes. So how can I say no now? I’ll tell you how. By saying no. Or saying wait. It’s a new concept. I now normally say, “hey, just give me ten minutes to think it over.” Because given even five seconds of time to pause, think through my day, and actually decide if it’s something that I want to do–then I can say ‘no’ much more easily. It’s like a deer-caught-in-headlights syndrome. Catch me unawares, and I’ll immediately hop to. Want me to jump off a cliff? Just ask me when I’m not expecting it. But give me time to see the cliff…and like any normal, self-respecting human being, I’ll avoid it.
So, here’s the thing. I’ve been working part-time for a few months. Without getting into the boring details of it, things haven’t quite worked out as expected. So I need a full-time job. And I’ve been actively interviewing for a while now. So saying no to this one…well, it hurt almost as much as being told I didn’t get the position. Instead of a door being slammed in my face, I closed it. And then I ordered myself a milkshake from the diner next door. Chocolate is my ally in times of crisis. Salad is my ally in times of peace. We’ve got a system. Anyway, why did I say no? A lot of reasons, but largely a gut instinct. And I might end up temping for a while, and I might end up having a few more chocolate shakes on my journey toward full financial security (ramen is getting old, but I’m getting clever in ways to cook it). And ultimately, sometimes you have to hold on to your power and trust yourself. It’s what helps you sleep at night.