About two years or so after I graduated from architecture school, I was assigned to manage a project. A big one. A university in Oran, Algeria.
I wasn’t assigned because I was so good. Looking back I was green. I didn’t have the vision. I didn’t have the big picture. I didn’t have even the small picture.
Then a new person came to manage the department, and he sent me back to be a draftsperson to prove myself from the ground up.
As any self-respecting arrogant person would, I said that I didn’t have to prove anything… and I quit.
It was arguably the worst thing I could do for my career as an architect, and it created irreparable damage inwardly too… I damaged the trust between me and me, I damaged the trust between the ego and me. I now had quitting as an option… and it set me on a path of floating unhappy leaf… damaged goods, for a few years.
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