The job in 2017, the one I took which I didn't really want, the one I took out of panic, the one I accepted for less, the one I was going to walk out on within the first day, the first week and the first few weeks. This is the job that still shocks me to this day. How did I manage to stay in a position which I was over qualifed for?
How could I not see what I was doing? I was just sleep walking everyday, it was comfortable. By Allah its his choice, we should be grateful and for many reasons I am still grateful, but in my heart its the job that looks like it caused delays in my life, though by destiny nothing is actually a delay.
In the end, when I came out of it, 2.5 years of it. I exceeded 1 and half years my stay because once my Mum passed I should have left, but I decided to honour the position.
I only truly gave them my full self in the last 3 months. I created a system which would have cost them a lot to build and if they used it after I left would have saved them an enormous amount of time. I am still proud of it and although I was always late and didn't care my manager was happy and ignored everything else.
Its one of those jobs I will never want to go back to even smell (I am the historical past lover). I did get to spend 2.5 years going to Regents Park Mosque for daily Salah and Jummah.
Nothing is by delay its all by decree. I started my new job in 2021 and now it feels like I am a double blank, a needle starting at 0 again.
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