Its Never too Late to be what You might have been.

Of late, I've been feeling somewhat disillusioned, perhaps by the initial lure of more money and a scenic vision of a long time career potential in my current position. However, 10 months have passed, I have yet to see any monetary rewards nor have I felt any job satisfaction. Perhaps the gratifying feeling of a job well done will come when I am in a higher position with more authority. Perhaps it may never come. Either way, I have come to feel almost numb each morning when I sit at my desk to face the next eight torturous hours ahead of me.

It has come to a stage where I can no longer tolerate the menial office politics, the odd KPIs that we need to maintain, the endless but useless processes that we are obligated to adhere to, the unspoken yet unbelievebly long hours that the rest of the people in the office keep to, the unreasonable people we come in contact with, the daily obstacles presented by our third party contractors. All this for a few measly bucks. It was said that our quarterly bonuses were paid based on individual performance, however, judging from the last two payouts, it seems that my hardwork and initiative has met with some indignity. And for this, I should be, and I am, in fact, insulted.

Therefore it has come to this. It's never too late to move on, but it would be tragic to linger around and be miserable.