My means to an end!

It’s in the ignoring.

I owe myself a lot of pieces. I want to write on grief and grieving for unmarried partners; friendship entitlement and how I love it.

But as with the past few times, this piece came last but has gotten the most energy from me.

Quite personal, worth sharing.

My journey to stardom, what I’ll refer to as C-Suite Karina is one I’ll love to document, provided it’s within the bounds of confidentiality and personal comfort.

“ Your pedigree is higher than this.”

Let’s not get started on the “pedigree” not translating to net worth first and focus on the real emotions I’ve felt hearing this and its variants in the past one year.

It’s not pleasant.

I know that where I am now, especially the titles that accompany it can in itself be belittling, giving the experience and qualifications I’ve garnered over time. It also doesn’t help that in my primary industry, I cannot currently be referred to as an Intern. It’ll be an aberration, to say the least. At best, I’ll have “Associate” attached to my title, whatever it’ll be.

Worse of is how some people approach the title. This informs how they interact with you — sometimes, the questions/statements can be demeaning simply because there is the presumption that I left Uni last year and know little of life. There is no presumption of knowledge in my favour and nah, that’s something.

However, as with everything, there has to be a beginning. This looks to me like the beginning of the career that is: “The Karina”.

I even console myself with the fact that Interns in much bigger organizations are sometimes Doctorate degree candidates. So, who am I not to bear the title for a bit-it’s a means to my end/expected goal?!

It’s also the price I have to pay for serving when my mates have hung their boots. Some career choices translate to certain “Delays”. In my case, taking some time off to improve on my “Bonjour le masi”.

I’ll be remiss to however say I don’t like my job. I wouldn’t have it any other way (on most days).

On a brighter note, I’m getting better at small talk (office hello/hi). I’m also working on my social life/skills (not like I think I have a problem sha🌚).

This is my journey to C-suite Karina and I’m willing to make a few (sometimes ego-bruising) choices.

I’m where I need to be to get to where I want.

So, forging ahead is in the ignoring, the learning, unlearning and relearning.

Everywhere good.

As my Igonda will say, 🥂 to twerking for capitalism.