A manager's stool - four months on

Given four months have elapsed since I took up a new professional role. I’m seeing the back of the shake-off period, yet I am still far from being a seasoned leader.

The experience from Szlachetna Paczka, which according to my predecessor on the area leader stool, should have been a dry run ahead of taking charge of a team in a corporate world, has indeed paid off.

I started my stint with a series of sign-up interviews with members of my team. They were meant to mostly break the ice and apparently they have done that job, but those one-over-one talks were mostly to get to know each other's expectations, working style and concerns.

Being knowledgeable in one's area of expertise definitely helps, but is way too little to get ahead as a manager. Leadership involves making use of soft skills. If people ask me how to describe the nature of the recent transition, I reply my role is about solving conflicts, managing emotions and reaching rotten compromises. My self-insight also reveals my paternal instinct is laid on my team.

The most frustrating aspect on the new role are meetings, or rather their number and senselessness of many of them. Their multitude is an aftermath of remote work in covid times when attending a videoconference was a proof of being busy at work. I aim to skip as many calls as possible (getting away with it so far), aiming to keep those I partake in short and finished with conclusions or homework. I frequently do catch up with simpler tasks in the background, but all in all multitasking, critical not to fall behind really badly, is debilitating.

With respect to decisiveness, I have had no inhibitions rising up to this. Mostly likely because I have long been fed up with senior managers getting paid for decision-making and shunning such responsibility.

Since the beginning of the year I have constantly been overloaded with excessive duties, regularly short of time, learning to live with overdue stuff despite working overtime and not getting extra paid for that (the Polish labour code does not envisage overtime pay for managers).

A bright glimmer of hope is that soon 3 out of my 8 corpo-children will be taken away from me (a new manager hired this month). Sadly, people around her (including me) are short of time to onboard her, which is an absurdity since she can't take over some of our work because of our ineptitude.

All in all, life has become more stressful and fatigue-abundant. Over weekends I keep away from work and my mind is free of work-related thoughts, but even despite that it takes me much longer to regenerate. Long-term weariness is also a side effect of not taking longer holidays since June 2025, a shortage of days off I might catch up with no earlier than in late May.