Memorial services for my career


Over the last year plus I’ve found myself overusing the phrase, “everything happens for a reason.” But only in the past months did I consciously notice the words coming out of my mouth or forming in my head during a one-way dialogue with myself.

I do believe in fate, to some degree, but lately, I’ve been relying on it. Anyway, I’m dancing around the subject, again. I was laid off. This is typically communicated as bad news. I would image a past version of myself, or someone not in my position, trying to sweep it under the rug quickly and get back on the horse. But in this story, in my case, it was a long overdue and highly-appreciative turning point. The details of my exit would have made for a great episode on The Days of Our Lives, but nothing I want to drag you through or relive here. This is called MyGreenerGrass, after all. But no, this is about why I’m grateful it happened.

Now, being the eternal cynic that I am, if I were reading this, I would immediately dismiss it as an ex-employee trying to build back up his pride and self-worth. Fair enough. But that same damaged ego would be out on the hunt for their next paycheck. Hungry for their next 401k, disability coverage and annual review. This is not my plan.

Short of conceding to complete blame for this situation, I will admit that I haven’t exactly spent the past year or so as a model employee. Since my falling out with several people in this company last Summer, my heart and conscience have been elsewhere. And during my radio silence for the past few weeks, I labored with the idea of posting this kind of material for the world to see.. still clinging to some threatening fear that a potential employer would read it and consider me damaged goods. But the reality is, my days of filling out a W4 are, in the words Paulie D, “doneski.”

The truth of the matter is that I had actually planned on leaving this job in June. Instead, they moved up my timetable let me go and handed me 7 weeks severance which directly translates to more time and unexpected funding for my business (bonus!). And while my website will be live within the month, I also went out and started freelancing as a technical Business Analyst / Project Manager. Just signed my second client this past Thursday and officially formed my second company, DigitalXBridge Consulting. People are willing to pay me to do what I do well, when I want, where I want. What have I been thinking for the past decade? And last but not least, I finally partnered up with Dad at Melfast, AKA my company’s vendor. (I absolutely plan on writing a post about life in small office, NJ. A welcome change from the tense, stuffy air on Wall St.) Yeah, OK, so I’m juggling 3 jobs and a business. But I’ve never been happier.

The end.

That wasn’t so bad. I feel like I just went to confession, or wrote my career’s right of passage. Maybe I should inscribe an epitaph on this post. Something like, “Here lies the first 12 years of Jason Melone’s career as an employee. May they rest in peace and be resurrected for a greater good.”


UPDATE: OK, you can’t make this stuff up… as I’m about to publish this post, my friend (and worst enemy) at my ex-employer just IM’d me to give me some juice on some recent happenings. He tells me, since I was let go, a new CEO was brought in, 8 others have been fired (and escorted from the building!), all consultants have been disbanded, one of the company’s core products had its plug pulled, the entire company is “on probation” and the multi-million dollar software project he and I had been managing is in jeopardy of being shelved. Ouch.

So yeah, what I was saying?… oh, right, everything happens for a reason. Ah, fate, you are a tricky bitch.


2 thoughts on “Memorial services for my career

  1. you dad and business connection

    Cannot say much more than how proud I am of you, the path you are travelling I too travelled in 1980 working for Star Stainless. I had a great job, great potential making very good money. Problem? Yeah, I saw myself making lots of money for someone I admired but who had no respect for that money or the people who made it for his company. Your phrase or motto of the above subject, “everything happens for a reason” , try to be original, my mother, your grandmother spouted these words constantly my entire life growing up and living in her house and learning the lessons of life firsthand. I too am a firm believer in these magic words.

    So to finish my tale, I left this great job, took a, 75% paycut, struggled for just shy of 2 years eating many meals at my parents and my in-laws house but then everything started to fall into place and as they also say, “the rest is history”. My first venture, Divspec with my one and only partner lasted the average for partnerships, 5yrs, we split, stayed friends and I started Melfast. This August 5th, Melfast will celebrate its 25th anniversary and I will be celebrating this milestone with my two children who I am proud to say are part of my company. Just don’t think it gets any better than this…..I would have to say that the interpretation of, “everything happens for a reason” for me at least started with me resigning my job in 1980.

    My father travelled a similiar path, as a young man raising a new family he delivered bread for Saraceno Bakery, delivered furniture, worked on the railroad and eventually became a partner with his brother-in-law repairing shoes in Verona at their company, Vince Shoe Repair.

    Owning your own business and guiding your own destiny is just part of the Melone dna I am convinced. My father and his father had their own businesses, I carried this tradition on and now you have picked up the torch and will be successful too. Good luck, God Bless You! I love you! Dad<–

  2. Marty Fredo

    As I read through this blog I cannot help to notice that you have nothing to say about the big camping trip in June. It makes me question your dedication to the event.

    I can’t wait for the day I control my own destiny. Until then where do I sign up for the dental!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Inspiring Blog.

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