"The internal job that's being advertised. If it was anywhere else that I wanted to work it would be a no-brainer that I should apply. What I'm doing, here and now, in my current job, is not the pinnacle of my ambition or my ability. I'd appreciate your candid comments on whether it's worth me applying."
That's how it started. That Friday afternoon.
What's that expression? "A rabbit staring into a pair of hi-beams"? That's how she looked. Desperate to say something positive, while all the time thinking "he's not the person I want for that job, but how do I let him down gently?".
A stilted conversation.
"I'd never discourage anyone from applying for a job - even if it doesn't work out it helps people to see you in a different light". Sub-text - "People don't already see you in that light".
"You ought to go away and think about what you're really good at". Sub-text - "Whatever it is you're good at, that isn't what's required for the job that's being advertised".
That's how it started - confirmation that my time there was over.
