To regret is an understatement
Boy, I blew it.
This week I have learned a really hard lesson about not letting my frustration get the best of me. I have joined the ranks of Kevin Colvin, “theconnor“, and others who have gotten themselves into carreer trouble through Facebook, Twitter, or in my case, their blog.
This weekend I had some unfortunate circumstances happen to me on the road. Really in retrospect now it seems silly, but at the time I got really fired up about it. At the time, it seemed like the people who could do anything to resolve it didn’t really care. Perhaps I didn’t know them well enough…whatever the case, I was wrong. All of these perceptions on Sunday boiled over and frustration and tension got the best of me, and so I let out what feelings I was having at the time on this here blog. (Don’t bother trying to find the post…it’s gone.) Boy, that was another example of where I was wrong to say the least. Not only did I say things I didn’t mean, but I brought up issues that weren’t even relevant or that aren’t even bothering me – seems my frustration was feeding on itself – and thus my demise.
I was sitting on a plane, created the blog, posted to my facebook, and the flight took off. An hour and a half later when the flight touched down, I came to my senses, deleted it, and took every reference to it down. Too late.
The people who I thought didn’t care actually did, and those same folks who could have and eventually would have resolved the circumstances in which I had suffered read my fuming blog post. It is those same individuals who controlled whether I worked for them or not, and after reading my admittingly inappropriate post, decided it best that I not be with them any longer.
I can’t blame them, this is absolutely 100% my fault. Just when I had started to feel like everything was going well with this gig, I go and shoot myself in the foot. It’s definitely a wake up call to me – I’ve never done this before, being so blunt online or letting my frustrations and emotions run away. I wouldn’t recommend it. Not only was it just plain foolish, but I put in writing things that I didn’t even mean. I let the emotion of the moment dig my grave.
It’s a sad day, naturally gray skies and starting to rain outside. Ultimately, I’ve learned a big lesson here at the cost of working with a great band, an awesome crew, and in a fun environment.
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