At 49, I’ve just learned I’m in my “late career” era, according to a recent marketing graphic from the job search giant Indeed. That’s what work is like for us 45- to 55-year-olds, following “Exploration” (21-25), “Establishment” (25-35) and “Mid-career” (35-45).
Late career! I have only been doing this for 14 years (the less said about the decade lost to the law the better) and this bald characterisation has given me full-on existential vertigo. It’s worse than when my best friend told me last year I was “probably peaking”, which I obviously heard as “freewheeling towards death”. Why even bother staggering on?
