I used to be a very patient, hard working, quiet person. Always present, listening to my employers' directions, yells, demands.
I used to take the blame for anything, because I considered that it should have been my responsibility.
I used to believe that if anything went wrong, I should have somehow prevented it.
I used to believe that I should not ask for a raise, because I could not really explain all the actions I took.
I used to believe I could not get a raise because there was always something that I could do better.

But then came a time that I dared to ask for a little raise. Not much, but that would at least make me feel that I was doing something right. That I tried. That I devoted lots of time to earn other people (lots of) money.

And I did earn them money. I was also in charge of preparing statistics (among other things)

So, nobody could tell me otherwise.

Asking for a raise?

Think again.

I can't give you a raise. Or I may give you a small raise. But before I think about it, please prepare a report with all the things you do for me. Prepare a list of your responsibilities, duties, actions.

I think that was the second and important trigger that made me leave at an instant.

_{Sometime back in 2014}

And Remember...

“If you don't like how things are, change it. You are not a tree.”

Jim Rohn

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