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I Quit My Job, Moved to the City & Changed My Life!

  • Writer: Brandon Townsend
    Brandon Townsend
  • Jan 15
  • 5 min read

Updated: Jan 23


It's just another day at work, I'm sleep deprived, unfulfilled, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life.


The school days are done, which means that things are starting to get real. I feel purposeless.


Yeah sure being in customer service and making sure that your customers are getting the best service and experience is something I should find fulfillment in. However, I know I'm not living up to my potential and there is something calling me to do more.


I decide enough is enough.


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I make my way upstairs to the kitchen, ready to vomit out my dissatisfaction for my life.


She responds like she expected this to be coming,


'Why don't you move to Brisbane, there's plenty of opportunities up there.'


I realise how much this decision is going to change my life trajectory. So out of fear, I start disagreeing with her and trying to find reasons not to pull the trigger.


Funny enough my stupid brain cannot think of any logical arguments against this. For the last 2 weeks, I've been on the hunt trying to find sales work in my small town and have had no luck.


I haven't even quit my job yet. I don't want to quit my job and not be able to find work.


Despite being terrified of the unknown, I've got to do this, otherwise I'm not going to get anywhere in life.


Alright, my plan now is to let my boss know the news. All I have to do is to walk up to him while I'm at work tell him the truth and I'm sure he'll understand.


However, it doesn't go to plan.


I can't tell him in person as I am not put on to work. Now instead I am going to message him. I'm being very careful what I should say, how I should say it, and why I should say it. I stare at my phone contemplating if I should send this message, opt out and be a bitch instead.


There it is, I send it, expecting my nerves to go away. Instead, the butterflies are still living in my stomach.



Now that I am going to be unemployed, I better start job hunting in Brisbane.


Now, would you look at that, on my quest to hunt for a sales role dozens and dozens of them stare right into my soul calling me to stare right back at him and press the apply button.



A few days go by. At this point, I am applying to multiple roles, unsure if I will get noticed at all.


Ring ring, ring ring.


Right oh then just some random guy wanting to call me for no reason.


'Hi, this is Brandon speaking'


'Hi Brandon, this is Sasha from xyz company, I saw your application and I would love to get to know more about you...'


Huh? What? Yes!


This is my time to shine, do the 4C's; be cool, calm, confident, and collected.


Now fast forward the clock, before I have even moved to Brisbane, I now have 6 physical job interviews lined up. The funniest part is when I tell each of them that I'm not even in Brisbane and I'm in a completely different part and state of Australia. I am in a small town about a 7 hour drive away or a 1 hour flight away.


The time comes, waking up to my alarm at about 6am on mild Friday morning, I get ready for the drive with my family to the airport. It feels really weird leaving your childhood home and family that you have been living with for your entire life.


The closer we get to the airport, the more nervous I feel.


It is hitting me now whilst I am getting past security and dropping my luggage. We are now in the waiting area. There is about 10 mins before I say goodbye to my family.


My mum starts crying, I hold her hand reassuring her I will see her very soon. My brothers are the opposite are just talking giber.


Now it's getting real, the announcer announces everyone on this flight to start lining up to make way to the plane. More tears start rolling down her face. I hug all my family and give my final goodbye.



Here is the next chapter of my life. Time to land a job, shine, and thrive in the city.


Don't forget, I have 6 sales job interviews lined up in the space of a week!


I can't remember every single interview for what day and time they were on. This is how full-on my life is now, nervous 24/7 for two weeks straight:




The earlier I arrived at the job interview, meaning the more time I had to wait, the more nervous I felt. One by one, I am going through the interview process, unsure what to expect, unsure what questions they are going to fire at me.


Now at this stage, I have been to 3 interviews and I feel like the man. I have absolutely nailed each of those interviews. At this point, these last 3 interviews are just to see if these companies offer anything better.


A lot of which company I'm going to go with is based on the vibe I get from the environment and if the role will help me improve my sales skills and not feel like a mental burden walking into work every day.


I fell incredible, now that I have been offered 5 different jobs. One of the interviews I cancelled because I didn't see how they could be there long-term compared to the other companies.


Now it's a decision. Who should I work for?


Three were door-to-door sales roles in the Brisbane CBD - two for charities and one for solar.

One was an inbound sales role where I would be selling insurance over the phone.

Another was an appointment setter role where I would be making 100-150 outbound calls a day to businesses offering digital marketing services.


Gosh. This is one of the hardest and one of the most important decisions I will make in my entire life.


If you check out my Linkedin profile, there you will see which one I chose (hint: it wasn't the door-to-door sales roles).


Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, while I had to manage all of this, I had to find a place to stay that was close to work since I don't have a car. That was a massive headache and something I recommend you prepare for before moving to the city.




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