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Before Black Taxi Tour London
Before Black Taxi Tour London, I spent over 16 years working for two of the world’s most influential American financial institutions in the City of London.
On paper, I had a successful corporate career. I worked on the trading floor, managing a team of 30 people in a fast-paced and demanding environment. I had built a career I was proud of, with significant responsibility and a position that many would have considered a success. But behind the job title, the responsibility and the office, life was becoming increasingly difficult.
My working days were often over 10 hours, before adding travel time. Overtime was expected on most days, and after having two children, my priorities had changed. I could no longer simply give my entire life to my career. The hardest part was that I didn’t feel in control of my own time.
I was told (not asked) when I needed to work, when I could take holiday, and how much of my time the company needed. I felt overworked, underestimated and undervalued.
Weekends became precious. I was exhausted, and the excitement and sense of progression I had once felt walking into the office had gradually been replaced by anxiety and the constant feeling of working endless hours.
One experience particularly stayed with me. In 2012, a few years before I eventually left, I had requested annual leave for two important family weddings. I had even offered to work remotely so that I could keep up with my responsibilities. My request was refused. As a result, I missed my brother and sister-in-law’s wedding, as well as my niece’s. That was a difficult moment. It made me question what I was actually working for. I had spent years building a career, but I was missing important moments in the lives of the people who mattered most to me.
Eventually, after giving birth to my second daughter, I reached the point where something had to change. I didn’t want to spend the next 20 years being told when I could work, when I could take a holiday, and how much time I could have with my family. I wanted control of my own time. I wanted to be around for my children. And I wanted to build something of my own. Most importantly, I wanted a life where work was part of it, rather than something that consumed it.
That realisation was the beginning of a completely different chapter.