This post has been bookmarked. You can view and maintain bookmarks by clicking on the Bookmarks link that is in the top left corner of the page.
First, screw you
. Second, how do you know that you would even enjoy engineering?
The grass isn't always greener. I left a Fortune 20 to work at a Fortune 500 because I thought it would make me happier. It didn't. I left the Fortune 500 to get an MBA because I thought it would make me happier. It didn't. I left the MBA program to work for a small firm because I thought it would make me happier. It hasn't.
I'm spoiled by my first real job at the Fortune 20. I hated the work, but I loved the lifestyle. Guess what? The work has sucked everywhere I've been, but now the lifestyle also sucks. That's been true even when I switched into a completely different role in a different segment of finance.
I get dumber by the day. None of it is fulfilling. None of it feels like I'm accomplishing anything. And that also seems to be the consensus among my friends about their jobs. It's like trying to roll a ball up a hill. It must be either a symptom of the profession or a symptom of the post grad years.
I thought about going back to school for architecture. It's what I wanted to be as a kid, before the influence of money. I had friends in a program at a local university so I spent a few days in the design lab. I quickly realized that I didn't want to be an architect.
The firm that I'm at now gives me a few things (1) I like the people (most of the people) (2) I have an extremely large amount of autonomy and discretion (which I've found that I value a lot as I'm pursued by other firms) (3) my compensation is getting closer to what I need it to be (I'm slightly older than you and make slightly less). I'm satisfied, but I wouldn't say that I'm happy.
Life is where dreams go to die. Figure out what will make you happy and go for it. I haven't figured it out so I'm staying put for now. Good luck with your decision.
This post was edited on 12/6 at 4:41 pm