For several months, I had been searching for a job. The most common response I received was: “I’m sorry you’re overqualified” or “I’m sorry we have decided to pursue someone with a little more experience.” There was never anything in between. By this time, I was desperate.

I began freelancing. I was hired to work as a Receptionist, Administrative Assistant, File Clerk, and later a Coordinator. I mainly worked in the Education, Insurance, and Entertainment Industry i.e., Fashion, Music, and Film. I worked all throughout Hollywood; the “Boulevard of Broken Dreams.” Sometimes when you want something so bad you are willing to accept the “unacceptable.”

The perk of working as a File Clerk was: I did not have to speak to anyone. It was perfect for the days that I was feeling “anti-social.” For the days that I wanted to sulk in my feelings and listen to Adele; it only made me feel even worse. I remember silently crying asking myself how did I get here? I should be doing what I love! Not here stuck in an office or better yet a 2×5 cubicle facing a white wall. I felt every ounce of creativity draining from my existence. I knew that there was more to life than this. There had to be!

“You know we are looking to bring someone on-board as a Full-Time Administrative Assistant,” my boss mentioned at one of my many contract positions. “Wow—that would be awesome,” I responded. Thought I knew very well that deep in my gut I didn’t want to do the “9 to 5” thing much longer.

School was starting in the Fall. My roommate decided she wanted to move back home a few weeks prior which meant I had to search for a new roommate. It was bittersweet. Everything seemed to be so chaotic. I had no luck with finding a roommate. So, I guess you can say that I was a bit frantic and on edge for a few weeks.

While freelancing, I was offered an opportunity that I had been waiting for these past months! A job in the field that I graduated in! Did I mention the compensation was far more than I could have imagined? I had been hoping to see those numbers; however, I knew that I had a lot of thinking to do.

Do I accept a job that I HATED? Did I mention how much I hated the company culture and work environment? Everything about that job wreaked havoc.   

I just didn’t know where and what I was supposed to do. I knew that I wanted to go back to school full-time. I had been praying for some time asking for a second chance! For about a year and a half, I worked full-time and took a few night classes. It was very tough!

What made it worst is the fact that I continued to get job offers. The monetary rewards beamed like flashing lights. I was distracted by what I could do with the money! It made me question my initial plans. You know the second chance that I had been praying for!

Sometimes we are put situations where we are forced to make a decision. We have to factor in our long-term goals and not the instant gratification. I wanted to go back to school to fully focus on my career goals. I already spent time working full-time and going to school; it was time for me to make a change especially if I wanted to grow. I didn’t want to spend another two years wishing.

Should I stay comfortable? Or, should I go out into the unknown. The choice is yours! However, just remember your decision will affect you for the rest of your life.

I decided to quit my 9 to 5.      

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Sasha Frank

I am Sasha Frank, and I am on a mission to experience all that God has for me. What started out as a dream, is now a vision, and is slowly manifesting into a reality.

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