I always assumed everyone hated their jobs. Or at least tolerated them. When I was freelancing, I surrounded myself with other freelancers, all of whom were terrified of perceived restrictions of a 9 to 5. I always thought creative/spontaneous people would be stifled in an office all day.
Until I started working at Young & Shand.
A digital marketing agency with balls, I joined the team when we were only six people and renting desk space. We’re now at 18 employees and have one gorgeous office in central Auckland. The team here is beyond creative. They’re also side-achingly hysterical, supportive, positive and, seeing as I haven’t been home in 2 years, my family. I’ve shared two Thanksgivings with Y&S, an unlimited number of Friday lunches, too many morning beers (once is too many), dozens of clients, projects and Facebook pages. (And that’s not to mention the table tapping, dirty jokes, monthly reports, nights out and Foosball tournaments.)
With a team and environment like this, it makes me sad how many people expect that 40 hours a week should be endured, not enjoyed.
I’ve been lucky enough to not only be blessed with work I find fun and interesting, but have been surrounded by coworkers who challenge, inspire and entertain me. I have never laughed so hard or been so proud.
I can’t wait to join the team at CouchSurfing and start on this next adventure in San Francisco, but today, my last day at Young & Shand, I’m a little bit teary.
So I want to take this opportunity to publicly and warmly give a big thank you to Ben, Duncan, Dan, Jesse, Joanne, Sean, Hollie, Hannah, Evey, Izac, Joe, Andy, Dan E, Carla, Carol, Mariel and Michal.
I love the shit out of you guys and couldn’t be more grateful to know you.