the employment myth....

[cookiepuss]

I've been living my life with the impression that there are plenty of people out there who like thier jobs. I mean maybe they don't love it..but they enjoy it to some degree and they are both comfortable and reasonably content with what they are doing and they don't dread going to work in the morning. My boyfriend says the opposite, that most people hate thier jobs and are miserable on a daily basis.


what do you think? where do you fit in to the equation?

[ms.peachy]

Corny as it sounds, I feel lucky every day that I get to do what I do. My job rocks.

[cookiepuss]

Corny as it sounds, I feel lucky every day that I get to do what I do. My job rocks.


I want that. I wanna feel that way, I really do. color me jealous.

I've been having a hard time finding my profession, and I'm always dissatisfied with my jobs, which tells me I'm not picking the right jobs to compliment my tallents. There's got to be something that fits, I just have to figure out what it is. :confused:

[paulb]

i somewhat like my job. im on the lookout for somethin better though.

[marsdaddy]

I enjoy my job.

[Dr Deaf]

i miss working. often times i'd dread going in, but for the most part it was rewarding. i like working under pressure and perform best that way.

i got my first job at age 14 and had been working consistently since july 7th of this year.

money isn't everything, if you spend 1/3 of your day being miserable.

[fucktopgirl]

i create my own business,my job ,my arts and i love it!

But i am not the richess person around,but what the hell,someday i will!

[ChrisLove]

Work sucks. Thats why they pay you.

[DipDipDive]

My job is alright at best. The stress of it is starting to have a physical effect on me and that shit's no good.

I guess I've come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to be the type of person who loves my job. I suppose I might if I somehow end up doing exactly what I want to do, but seeing as how I don't know exactly what that is, I've resigned myself to the notion that the financial benefits of employment will remain the only positive aspect of it.

[tracky]

I really can't complain. The only thing that would ruin my job for me would be having to wear a suit and tie. Fortunately that's not gonna happen, probably ever. I don't even own a single tie, let alone a business shirt to clip it on ;) :p

[Lindsey_1535]

I work at Subway. NUFF said bitchesss.

[p-branez]

i think that most people don't like their jobs. they don't hate it, but there are things they would much rather be doing.

i don't mind my job. the work is super boring, but the people i work with make it alright.

[Documad]

No matter how good or bad my job is, I get bored with it after four years. I'm so ready for a change, but I'm pretty lucky at the same time.

People say that you need to figure out what you love to do, and THEN find a way to make a living at it. Well, I love reading history books and drinking coffee and listening to music. I can't figure out how to make a living at it. I'm not even particularly good at it.

[fucktopgirl]

No matter how good or bad my job is, I get bored with it after four years. I'm so ready for a change, but I'm pretty lucky at the same time.

People say that you need to figure out what you love to do, and THEN find a way to make a living at it. Well, I love reading history books and drinking coffee and listening to music. I can't figure out how to make a living at it. I'm not even particularly good at it.

history teacher maybe,you can put a background music!

[Bob]

i'm currently between jobs but i'd really like to not go back to last one. i worked for an insurance company, i was sort of a customer service rep, only i didn't really talk to claimants much (disability insurance). i didn't mind the mindless filing and data entry stuff, quite honestly i liked it. i don't mind doing trivial tasks for stretches of time, as long as it keeps me busy. what i HATED were making phone calls for missing information on the forms. it'd be like

me: hello, this is bob from so and so insurance, calling about a claim for some jerk

HR person: yes, what, what do you want

me: well, uh, we just need to know their date last worked

HR: what? isn't it on the form?

me: yes but unfortunately we need to have you fill out that date, we can't just take the employee's date

HR: that's retarded

me: yeah, well...


the WORST is calling doctor's offices though. like if it were a pregnancy claim, we'd need to call to confirm the date and type of delivery if they filled the form out ahead of time. it's just impossible to get a hold of anyone who knows anything in doctor's offices, you just get transferred constantly. it's like:

me: hello, this is bob from annoying bastard insurance, i need to confirm the date and type of delivery for jen smith

person: um, ok, who is this for again?

me: jen smith

person: oh ok, i'll transfer you to medical records

*hold for 5 minutes*

me: build me up...buttercup baby just to let me down...push me around yeah and worst of all...

person: medical records

me: hi, this is bob from asshole insurance, i need to confirm a date and type of delivery for jen smith

person: who?

me: jen smith, she's a patient of dr johnson's, it seems

person: dr. johnson? oh ok, i'll transfer you to her nurse

me: no no no i just need a-

voicemail: hello, this is doctor johnson's office; i can't come to the phone right now because i'm busy being a doctor at the moment. please leave a message



i can't blame them for being confused, it's a pretty ridiculous process, that's why i hate it. i hate that that's my job to be ridiculous. at least i didn't have to talk to claimants though. for some CRAZY reason they just don't seem to understand that we can't get them their checks because the doctors haven't sent us the proper medical records to confirm that they do indeed have lung cancer or something awful like that.

[jackrock]

i hate school (n)

though i need it.

[QueenAdrock]

It pays my bills. It's only part-time and I do my schoolwork while I'm there, so I hardly even call it a job.

[jaymasterfunk]

I really, truly love my job. It's just some of the people I work with that I loathe so much it takes the fun out of coming here every day!

I do a lot of creative and project-based stuff and I just need to be told what the goal is, where the materials are and what the deadline is. Then just get the f*** out of my space and let me get to it. That way, I'll work day and night to get the job done. Unfortunately now, I've got this new boss who knows everything better than the specialist she hired (me !!!) and who feels she needs to look over my shoulder and give me pointers or good advice on a constant basis.
Oh....yeah....and now I have to go out and talk to my colleagues and socialize and make them understand what I do exactly...... I mean, WTF??? If I want to get paid to socialize I'll go work in a f-ing restaurant or bar or something.

Oh well.... END OF RANT

[guerillaGardner]

Work is a vicious circle. You start off just working to put food on your plate and a roof over your head, but then you buy a car to get you to work. Suddenly you're working to put food on your plate, put a roof over your head and to pay for your car plus the relevant fuel, insurance, tax and maintenance.

So then you're working that bit harder. So you can't be bothered cooking when you get home so you make ready meals - anything quick, basic and usually more expensive. You maybe eat a lot of takeaway so with poor diet you feel more tired, more blue. So you buy yourself stuff, possibly with your credit card.

Now suddenly you're having to work that bit harder to put food on your plate, a roof over your head, your car on the road, to fill your house with crap you don't need and to cover the interest.

So now you're working so hard you need a holiday. It costs a few thousand maybe so you pay for it with credit. And then you have to work that little bit harder to add the holiday to the big list of financial burdens.

On top of that about quarter of what you earn goes to the government to finance nuclear power plants, dodgy weapons deals, the arms trade, landfills, incinerators, tax breaks for dodgy corporations, etc.

If you work 40 hours a week that's 10 hours of your week, every week that goes to every half arsed, half baked idea the government comes up with, financing pollution, war, poverty, disease and then expects the taxpayer to foot the bill for the crap corrupt corporations and politicians inflict on us.

Then how much of what you do goes as a cut to management and execs in your company - guys with BMWs and big houses who don't need any more money, but who talk down to you like a piece of filth. Another quarter, possibly more of your working life is to finance these people.

Suddenly that's at least twenty hours work a week that just doesn't benefit you at all.

All this because you just wanted to live comfortably, when all you wanted was to put food on the plate and put a roof over your head. At first you never wanted much but now you've got this big hole in you that sucks in useless shit - mobile phones that become eternally obsolete and outdated, electronic gadgets, the latest full suspension mountain bike that never leaves your garage, pointless pieces of plastic that sit on your shelves gathering dust, that you never wanted or thought of wanting until you saw it in a display next to the queue in your local shop, because somehow the huge trolley in front of you felt unsatisfying..........

The thing is that we're duped into believing that if we work hard we can buy all the labour saving devices and convenience we need, but isn't that a serious contradiction - if we work hard enough we can get a life of ease?

When? Next week? Next year? A couple of years before we die, when we're too feeble to enjoy it?

As Bill Hicks referred to it, it's a fake economy that fucks each and every single day of our lives.

[voltanapricot]

Hahah, I really enjoyed Bob's account of his job.

I'm not a full-timer with school and that, but my job is okay. My last job was great but it went downhill when the manager left. I think work is more enjoyable when you've a good relationship with co-workers and management.

[ms.peachy]

Work is a vicious circle...

You make it sound as though people are powerless to make any other choices, and that's simply not the case. Yes of course it's easy to slip into the cycle, and yes most of society is set up to steer you into that direction. But any one of us can always choose the road less traveled. I have a good friend who, when I met him, was a very highly paid advertising exec, who had, by every conventional standard, "made it". But he hated his life. So he jacked it in and retrained as a plumber, and he loves what he does now. So, he's got a smaller house, a less flash car, takes less lavish holidays, so what? He's made a choice he's happy with.

[ericlee]

my job is ok sometimes. It's very slow for now and probably will be for a while. I work with the d.o.d. to go online almost all day long or I play my xbox all day. If I get bored with that, it's not the kind of job where you can find "busy" work just for something to do because there isn't such a thing.

I've been out of the army almost 4 years now but I still have to deal with soldiers and the higher ranking ones try to talk to me like I'm a private in the army till I set them straight.

I don't know, I guess I like it cause it's a break from the last job I've had.

[Bob]

Hahah, I really enjoyed Bob's account of his job.

I'm not a full-timer with school and that, but my job is okay. My last job was great but it went downhill when the manager left. I think work is more enjoyable when you've a good relationship with co-workers and management.

yeah, absolutely. it's not all about WHAT you do (although that counts for something too) but WHO you do it with that makes work awful/wonderful. some of my coworkers annoyed the hell out of me. there was this one lady who constantly had the sniffles, every day. she also wore flip flops that stuck to the bottom of her feet. she had to walk around a lot, so every 5 seconds it would be this awful awful sticky slapping noise all over the office.

*stick-flap-stick-flap-stick-flap-sniff-stick-flap*

drove me MAD, more than any part of the actual job. my headphones got a lot of use.

[ms.peachy]

Okay, here's an example of why my job is so cool:

We have actors here that play the roles of important historical figures in science or technology. So on Monday, I went down to the cafe to get a snack and spotted Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton and Thomas Crapper having a chat over some coffee. I mean, how many people can say that, eh?

[Bob]

Thomas Crapper

haha!

[jabumbo]

i think i oculd enjoy any job that i will ever have a lot more if i just have to work a 6 hour shift

8 hours is too long and drawn out. who really needs to do that much work? honestly?

[redhead]

I like my job, and know it inside and out. The thought of even looking for something different kinda freaks me out, as I've made myself a nice little rut here, and am the type of person that feels comfortable that way. I am very much looking forward to getting a home office though...its amazing how toxic this office environment can be... annoying co-workers, the gossip, the dishonesty, all that jazz. I just wanna be home with my kitty, doing what I need to get done and that is it.

[cookiepuss]

I guess I've come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to be the type of person who loves my job. I suppose I might if I somehow end up doing exactly what I want to do, but seeing as how I don't know exactly what that is, I've resigned myself to the notion that the financial benefits of employment will remain the only positive aspect of it.


That's basically how I feel but I just haven't come to terms with it yet. I still have hope that I will figure out what I really want to do.

and I'm guilty of being slightly lazy (working on changing this). I don't work hard enough at finding a position that really suites me, I just tell employers what they want to hear and take the first thing that gets offered to me. Why do i do this? maybe low self esteem and thinking I won't get better offers. But the last three jobs (including this one) I've taken out of desperation and that hasn't been working out too well for me. at least at my current job I'm getting paid better...sorta (see my "this isn't acceptable" thread for details).

[Paul Kemp]

I play with knives and fire and harass people. my job kicks ass

[BionicEye]

Work is a vicious circle. You start off just working to put food on your plate and a roof over your head, but then you buy a car to get you to work. Suddenly you're working to put food on your plate, put a roof over your head and to pay for your car plus the relevant fuel, insurance, tax and maintenance.

So then you're working that bit harder. So you can't be bothered cooking when you get home so you make ready meals - anything quick, basic and usually more expensive. You maybe eat a lot of takeaway so with poor diet you feel more tired, more blue. So you buy yourself stuff, possibly with your credit card.

Now suddenly you're having to work that bit harder to put food on your plate, a roof over your head, your car on the road, to fill your house with crap you don't need and to cover the interest.

So now you're working so hard you need a holiday. It costs a few thousand maybe so you pay for it with credit. And then you have to work that little bit harder to add the holiday to the big list of financial burdens.

On top of that about quarter of what you earn goes to the government to finance nuclear power plants, dodgy weapons deals, the arms trade, landfills, incinerators, tax breaks for dodgy corporations, etc.

If you work 40 hours a week that's 10 hours of your week, every week that goes to every half arsed, half baked idea the government comes up with, financing pollution, war, poverty, disease and then expects the taxpayer to foot the bill for the crap corrupt corporations and politicians inflict on us.

Then how much of what you do goes as a cut to management and execs in your company - guys with BMWs and big houses who don't need any more money, but who talk down to you like a piece of filth. Another quarter, possibly more of your working life is to finance these people.

Suddenly that's at least twenty hours work a week that just doesn't benefit you at all.

All this because you just wanted to live comfortably, when all you wanted was to put food on the plate and put a roof over your head. At first you never wanted much but now you've got this big hole in you that sucks in useless shit - mobile phones that become eternally obsolete and outdated, electronic gadgets, the latest full suspension mountain bike that never leaves your garage, pointless pieces of plastic that sit on your shelves gathering dust, that you never wanted or thought of wanting until you saw it in a display next to the queue in your local shop, because somehow the huge trolley in front of you felt unsatisfying..........

The thing is that we're duped into believing that if we work hard we can buy all the labour saving devices and convenience we need, but isn't that a serious contradiction - if we work hard enough we can get a life of ease?

When? Next week? Next year? A couple of years before we die, when we're too feeble to enjoy it?

As Bill Hicks referred to it, it's a fake economy that fucks each and every single day of our lives.



That's hillarious.... it's funny cause it's true. Reminds me of the Cocaine PSA commercials in the eighties...

"You work to buy coke, so you can work longer hours, so you can buy more coke, so you can work more, so you can but more coke...."

[guerillaGardner]

You make it sound as though people are powerless to make any other choices, and that's simply not the case. Yes of course it's easy to slip into the cycle, and yes most of society is set up to steer you into that direction. But any one of us can always choose the road less traveled. I have a good friend who, when I met him, was a very highly paid advertising exec, who had, by every conventional standard, "made it". But he hated his life. So he jacked it in and retrained as a plumber, and he loves what he does now. So, he's got a smaller house, a less flash car, takes less lavish holidays, so what? He's made a choice he's happy with.

Absolutely, but I think its harder when people have dependents. I think there are times when you need the money and that's all there is to it. They require a basic minimum income and have to go through all manners of shit to get it.