Two Months In, and Still in Between
I’ll be officially two months into my new role on January 1.
I’m not new to work, nor to navigating unfamiliar environments. My career has taken me across BPO, telco retail with social media, IT, back to BPO, and now into mainstream media and broadcasting. Each move required adjustment. This one is no different—except that the standards are sharper, the margins thinner, and the expectations more exacting.
There is an assumption that comes with entering this space—that you should already know how things are done, how decisions are framed, how work is paced. That assumption becomes heavier when you’re surrounded by people who have been in the industry, and in the company, for years. Experience creates fluency, and fluency can look effortless from the outside.
It would be dishonest to say that isn’t intimidating.
I am working alongside people who know this system intimately. People who operate with a shared language shaped by time and repetition. In an environment like this, precision matters. There is little room for error—not because mistakes are unforgivable, but because accuracy is part of the culture.
I’ve made mistakes. I’ve been corrected. That is part of learning any system that values exactness. What it has done, more than anything, is make me deliberate. My decisions are measured. My words are chosen carefully. My movements are intentional. Not because I lack initiative—but because I understand how costly misalignment can be.
There were moments—finger-countable ones—when I did take the initiative and tried to offer more than what was required. The intent was there. The effort was there. But the feedback made it clear that in this space, how something is done matters just as much as what is done. Some choices were questioned. Some approaches needed reframing. That feedback didn’t stop me from trying—it taught me to be more exact.
At times, I catch myself wondering how this might be read from the outside. Someone from a top state university. Someone with more than fifteen years of professional experience. Someone who came from a higher position—now adjusting, recalibrating, learning the system from the ground up.
What isn’t immediately visible is that this adjustment is intentional.
I’m still testing the waters. Observing how decisions are made, how authority moves, how feedback is given and received. I’m learning the people as much as I’m learning the work. That means listening more than speaking, watching more than asserting, and resisting the urge to perform competence too early.
"Can you read the room? I hate to break it to you but in this room there’s no one leaving…”
This isn’t hesitation. It’s restraint.
I’m not hiding what I know—I’m pacing it. Two months is too early to assume that past successes translate seamlessly into a new ecosystem. Experience matters, but so does respect for the space you’re entering.
I’m grateful to be here. This is a company I deeply respect, one whose mission and vision align closely with my own. I accepted the role knowing it came with a lower pay and a rank-and-file position because the work itself mattered more than the title. That decision was deliberate, not desperate.
Some days still feel like an in-between. That doesn’t mean I don’t belong. It means I’m calibrating to a higher bar.
Growth doesn’t always look loud. Sometimes it looks like patience, precision, and choosing to learn the room before shaping it. For now, that is where I am—and I’m comfortable staying here while the fit settles into place.