Posts By Tory Johnson
Valentine’s Day is fast approaching, and love is in the air. But do you love your work…or loathe it?
Does your career afford you the freedom to choose when, where and how often you work? Or does it feel more like a daily grind that you’ve come to dislike?
Loving your work means different things to different people. For some, a 9-to-5 office job feels like the opposite of love.
If you’re tired of a grumpy boss, dislike the long hours you work or despise your commute, it’s time to do something about it. Take the reins and create a better opportunity for yourself, one that you desire, not dread.
A woman’s path to the top is often blocked by five roles men project onto us in the workplace, Falon Fatemi says. “When men see female colleagues as glowering mothers or tempting mistresses, it’s not just demeaning; it stunts our career potential.” In this piece,
“I’ve never been let go before,” SportsCenter producer Gus Ramsey wrote in a blog post of his layoff after 21 years at ESPN. “I’m still processing it. It sucks. I know everyone goes through it, some multiple times. But it’s new to me. I’m not bitter, not yet anyway.”
As I read the news of the layoff at ESPN, it took me back more than two decades when I was a young PR staffer at NBC News in New York. I loved everything about my job – from getting to work alongside network news superstars like Maria Shriver, Jane Pauley and Tim Russert, to working at iconic 30 Rock, just a few floors away from NBC’s Saturday Night Live studio.
Then one day, without warning, a new boss came in and cleaned house. Pack your stuff and leave the building, I was told. I begged him to reconsider. I told him that if he gave me a chance, he wouldn’t regret it.
“Tory,” he said from his big leather chair. “It’s a big world out there. I suggest you go explore it.”
As New York City shut down, this is my calm in any storm. Acupuncture is my quiet.
It’s the only hour where I’m fully awake and completely still. No tv, no talking, no texting, no thinking, nothing but total calm.
I hate needles. I have no tolerance for pain. But this is different. It’s all good. I am so grateful the I suspended my fears and gave it a shot. I’ve been learning a lot in the last six months about embracing new thoughts and ideas. (More on that coming soon.)
Sadly my beloved Chinese doctor is leaving the country, returning to his native Taiwan. Our last session was yesterday.
His final advice to me: “Slow down. Don’t go back to your excessive thinking.”
Tell us below how you find your stillness and quiet.
Last week my husband’s dear friend and life-long colleague died at age 64.
The coroner said it was a heart attack, but those who loved Jacques le Sourd knew better: it was a pink slip that cut him down.
After serving as the theater reporter and critic at a Westchester, NY, newspaper for 35 years, he was abruptly laid off at age 60 from the only job he knew. His identity and paycheck were replaced with disbelief and deep depression.
After reading my book, The Shift, Jacques sent Peter a beautiful note of praise, yet one graph stood out big time. He wrote:
I certainly don’t have Tory’s stated appetite for life.
“I want to live a long, long time,” she wrote on Page 129.
I deeply do not.
Just returned from two weeks of vacation—-a first for me. My family and I had a sensational holiday and I hope you did too.
My favorite moment wasn’t belting out pop songs during our road trip. Nor was it paying for the car behind us at every Starbucks drive-thru on our 2,500 mile journey. It wasn’t laughing while walking on the beach or shopping in malls and Main Street.
The top moment wasn’t even hanging out with Paula Deen and her boys. (Wait, um, Emma and I didn’t actually meet them. Just a life-size picture of them that turned into a perfect photo op in Savannah.)