Changing my life. Part 1 - How it started?

I studied Public Accountancy back in my country for around five years and a little bit more. Usually it takes only five years, but as I was kind of lazy or, I may say, I did not want to keep studying at the last year, until in the company where I was doing my internship, required me to get my diploma.

I studied this, perhaps because I did believe I could really help my parents at their own business, which was the first reason I made the decision. During my career, I started to help my family business organising the inventory and systematising it, as they work with a large quantity of different references, as well as I did payroll and trained the employees giving presentations and talks about improving sales.

Yes, I did that when I was in between my 20 and 25 years old. I was proud of myself, and if I thought about that moment, I could say I did enjoy doing it, preparing presentations and although I was scared to talk in public I did it, maybe because was my parents’ business, because it was affecting, not even me, but my mum. I always wanted to help her, to do not get stressed out.

However, I also was told that I need to get experience working at a normal or big office, and because I needed to do it to get my diploma, I found a job by myself doing an internship in payables accounts area, in a manufacturer company in Colombia. Usually, the internship in there is around six months, but I was scared to do not get a job as fast as the others, because everyone was founding their jobs and I did not want to be the last. Of course, my ego was talking.

I can’t say that job was the worst, because at least I was getting paid more the others, but it was too boring, at the first 2 or 3 months, was okay, because I was learning the process, but once I got them, I remember I used to say to myself: How these people around me have been doing this for more than fifteen years, and never get bored, what are they learning from there?

Besides that, boring job, I was working with very old people, of course in that moment I was 20 years old, and the next young was my boss who was 28, and the rest over 40 years old. I never feel comfortable at all at that place, but as I sign a contract, and I was taught at home, I must finish what I started even if I do not like it, I stayed in there.

Even though I remember, once I was told off that my job was not good at all, or at least not for my boss. I felt terrible bad, like I was trying to enjoy the job, trying to handle it, and when I thought, I was getting used to that, this woman tells me, I was doing something wrong. For me it was kind of a failure, I said to myself: you are not doing well, you are not good enough, they are going to fire me. Many things came up rapidly to my mind, until the point that I just allowed myself to cry.

 My boss at that moment did not realise, but who did, was that woman who everyone at the office hated, because perhaps was a little bit talkative, but at the end not was that much as the others stuck up. She just came to me and asked me, but I really felt support from her. After that, I guess, I just did my job too much perfect as I could.