Things are pretty much final now. I’ve been offered a job, I’ve agreed to the job and the current job has agreed to let me out of the last five months of my contract. What in the blazes have I been keeping secret all these months?
I can finally talk.
More than four months ago, I had a conversation one evening while filming a football game. I was asked if I’d be interested in applying for a job at Auburn University. Since the job is in the only office I really want to work in, that answer was easy.
I had been thinking for a while about a change, especially since Alyssa was born. My schedule for the last four years has been three nights/two days a week. It’s been horrible, and I haven’t been able to spend much time with my family. Not to mention being called out to work in bad weather, or if a major crime/disaster happens.
I also have only two weeks of vacation a year, which isn’t that bad. However, I don’t get holidays off. If I do want a holiday, I have to take a vacation day. I’m not complaining, but that’s just how news works.
What was laid before me was an opportunity to triple my vacation time, work no holidays and become a state employee. Considering Alabama has one heck of a retirement and benefit system, that appealed to me.
The thing with government is progress takes time. I was in the U.S. Air Force for four years, so I know how slow it can be. This really wasn’t any different. But, as a person who struggles with patience, God showed me good things do come to those who put their faith in Him.
Yesterday morning, AU finally called and offered me a multimedia specialist job in the Office of Communications and Marketing. I knew I would say yes since I felt at peace with it, and the monetary portion of it was much better than I anticipated. All around, I couldn’t say no.
These last two days have been emotional since I’ve been a broadcaster for more than 16 years. It really has bothered me since my bosses are great people, and they’ve done a lot for me. However, like my news director put it last night, I’d rather be the one cooking out on Labor Day than be the one doing a story on the one cooking out on Labor Day.
So, as of February 8, 2008, I hang up my microphone. Three days later, I start a more stable career in media and public relations. It’s a steady schedule every day, and the chance of being called in for something is almost zero. I’m thankful for this opportunity, and I’m very thankful to my station for realizing family comes before business.
That’s the only reason I’m making the move.