A little over a year ago I wrote a short piece commemorating my confirmation appraisal, where I wrote about how lucky my company was to have me, and how thankful I was that they hired me when they did. Now that we know each other a little better, I can look back and see if what I wrote then still holds true. It does. I’m still thankful that I was given the job, and I’m still bloody adamant that they struck gold in getting me.
I recently went through yet another performance appraisal, the third thus far at my current (only) company. Perhaps this month or next, I’ll know the results of my appraisal. Or rather, I’ll know the tangible outcome of my appraisal.
I know I did well, but scoring well in an appraisal is vastly different from getting positive results due to scoring well in an appraisal. It is the latter, and not the former that matters.
You can score crapshit in the appraisal, but if you’re getting a higher job grade or a higher-than-expected increase in salary it’d beat scoring an A or what have you and and getting neither.
Right now when I’m work I feel like I’m in some kind of holding pattern, just waiting for time to pass. The future holds so much promise it renders the present pointless in comparison.