Solutions June 2017 | Page 56

When Your Dream Job Doesn’t Work Out By Daniel Ryan Day A few years ago, my dream job didn’t work out. I was a few weeks away from the release of my first book, Ten Days Without, and had been invited to speak at an event in Michigan. My wife and I were so excited! A lifelong dream—the dream to publish a book—had come true, and I couldn’t wait to engage with an audience around the content I had written. The Michigan trip would be the first stop in a month-long book tour, and I had already set up a few more speaking gigs in the Southeast. Rebecca and I decided to bring the whole family and use the time in between speaking engagements as a much-needed vacation. In fact, just a few days before the event in Michigan, we stopped in Chicago for our first visit to Navy Pier, the Chicago Children’s Museum and the Great Lakes. The tour was off to a killer start! One of my expectations for my dream job was that I would have enough flexibility in my schedule to do more fun things with my family. So far? Check! A few days later, the time came for my first presentation, and my speech 56 Solutions went almost exactly as I expected. Although there were fewer people in the audience than I expected, I hit all of the points I wanted to cover. Emotionally, I was floating. Writing a book and getting to speak about it was a dream, and I had just experienced the thrill of seeing a dream come true. The moment I was finished, I knew I had nailed it! If there hadn’t still been people in the room—or if I had been equipped with a cone of silence—I would have shouted something equivalent to “THAT. WAS. AWESOME!” A few moments later, after everyone else had left the room, my boss—who was also in town speaking at the event—congratulated me and told me I had done an excellent job. He told me that I communicated each point clearly and that the content was going to really help a lot of people. He told me that he was glad he got to see the talk because he knew I’d be okay. And then he fired me! I was completely blindsided, and I was in shock. Talk about an emotional swing! I went from the top of the top, to a very low, low. What