At Guide Dogs for the Blind, puppies who don’t do well with the very specialized training are “career-changed.” Some become therapy dogs, and many are given back to their raisers as pets. I got the message at work that my own longtime career is fast becoming obsolete. This is very scary. I don’t have long to go before I reach retirement age, and when I got my current job almost five years ago, it didn’t occur to me that I’d be out job hunting again. I work at home doing medical transcription for a big hospital system, where our job duties are being replaced by a software program. Other companies are outsourcing transcription to other countries where they do it cheaper. The first round of layoffs was about a year ago, but sometimes it takes me a long time to get the message. There have been ominous rumblings and more layoffs over the last year, and just a couple of weeks ago, I made the decision to start looking for different work. It shocked me how liberating, wonderful, and right that felt! Usually after I make a big decision, I stew and agonize over whether I’m making a huge mistake, but this time, there’s no conflict at all. Just a day or two later, the announcement came that our own transcription team is next and we will be replaced by a different software package by summer. It feels so good to have already made my decision ahead of time!
What I want to do instead, though, is a whole different question. I’m looking at jobs posted online. Then there are the messy practical matters of getting ready to look for a new job. My old resumes with information about things like the dates of my previous jobs have disappeared and are likely hiding in a box somewhere down in the basement. An inspection of my closet let me know that if I got a call to come in for an interview, I’d have nothing to wear; working at home has let me live in my jeans for the last five years. I’m fixing myself up now. I got my hair cut, and yesterday, I bought a new outfit. I’m so lucky to be doing this while I still have my old job and can afford to buy new clothes. It’s exciting to be on the threshold of a new adventure.
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