I’d like to start out my letter by saying that being in the “real” world and being a smart, independent, working girl is actually quite fabulous. Note that I said “I’d like”. Because truth of the matter is, the real world is FAR from fabulous.
I am in a constant love-hate relationship with my independence after graduating college. I love that I now have my own place, that I’m out of my parents’ area of responsibility, and that I am earning my own money. But then I hate that I have to work to pay for all my bills and expenses that I can no longer ask my parents for.
Working I can do. But working for THE DEVIL (lol sorry Miranda, I’m pretty sure you know people call you this behind your back) is just ridiculously impossible. You know what I’m talking about right? I’m pretty sure at least once in your life you’ve worked with a boss/job that’s VERY hard to deal with. The kind that makes you give them a big, happy, “everything is okay” smile but deep inside, you’ve stabbed them a hundred million times already.
Miranda Priestly was one of these horrible bosses I’m talking about.
As the editor in chief of Runway Magazine, she ruled the fashion world with an iron fist. But more than being famous for her impeccable taste, she was known for being an impeccable bitch. She had a lot of what-the-fuck kind of requests that went BEYOND my job description. I’ve had to pick up her laundry, walk her dog, get her twin daughters an UNPUBLISHED Harry Potter book. She was basically a living hell in heels. And as much as I wanted to scratch my eyes out at the mention of her name or the ringing of my phone (which happens to be HER 90% of the time), I was always dying to impress her.
Sounds familiar? Have the same dilemma?
My boyfriend and friends have always been telling me to quit if I kept on complaining about it, but I stayed for as long as I did (one year). And you know what? I’M GLAD I DID.
No, I do not enjoy being Miranda’s bitch slave to order around. Miranda may have ridiculously impossible requests for me to do, but because of this I learned how to make the impossible possible. I love watching Miranda in action, cause as much as she is a devil, she is actually one of the most genius people I know and have learned from. Even something as trivial as “how not to slap Miranda across the face when she is being mean and nasty”, I’ve applied with my future difficult-to-deal-with clients. Working for Miranda also granted me access to people, places and events that have allowed me to create a juicy network of contacts.
What I’m trying to get at here is that your suffering at your present job may be disguised as a blessing. You may be working for a bitch/jerk right now, but if you look really hard, every aspect of your difficult job will help YOU in the future. It’s hard to see the silver lining especially when your boss is constantly making you feel miserable. But you’ll see. In the future, when you’re older, know better and hopefully successful… You will pinpoint “that time I worked for a horrible boss/job” as one of the highlights of your career. Because you learned how to survive despite constantly being trampled down. You learned how to overcome any suffering gained from work. That as much as you learned “what to do”, you also learned a lot of “what not to do”.
So if you’re in THAT kind of job with THAT kind of boss right now. Hang tight, my friend. Ride this bitching wave, and it’ll no doubt be part of your success story in the future.
Just like me, I’m now living my dream. I’ve put up a bridal magazine and it’s doing really successful. So successful that THE Miranda Priestly actually wants to BUY it.
This is just a bump on the road. Things’ll always eventually get smoother. Goodluck!
Ex-Slave Girl who’s now a Lady Boss,