You know, I seriously hate my job.
But before going any further, let’s run through the gamut of why I should be so grateful to have a job first, just to give the dweeb monkeys out there the satisfaction before they start berating me over why I should kiss the sky for still being gainfully employed in this craptastic economy, and if my job is something less than ideal then too bad, I should just shut the flip up and be grateful anyway.
Are we done? Good.
You know, I seriously hate my job.
How did I end up in a career where the most critical assignment I’ve been tasked with is to shuffle papers and stare at the wall all day? My job didn’t even require a college degree, which is why you’ll usually see me on the floor convulsing in spastic fits every I make my usual monthly payment towards my school loan.
Sigh, I remember what it was like when I was still in school and had a dream. I was going to work for the FBI and specialize in solving computer crimes, or something. I tailored my education toward that end too, and started networking with people already in the field to learn as much as I could about this growing industry. It was an industry that was in strong demand, and I knew I was in good shape to land on my feet once school ended.
And then I graduated.
There are times I wish could go back to that 19 year old boy I once was and beat the living snot out of him for coming up with the most ass backwards, uninformed career ambitions ever. I mean, really.
And now here I am, in a recession-proof job with plenty of good perks, great dental plan, decent pay….. and I’m completely miserable. It is bar none one of the most unfulfilling jobs I could have ever ended up in, with no promotional path at all and no room to maneuver. I just marked my 9th anniversary yesterday, and my title is exactly the same as it was my first day on the job.
9 years…. gees, where did it all go??
And now of course, I’m completely lost. I don’t know what I want to do anymore, except maybe win the lottery. I’d love to make a living blogging maybe, but it will never happen. Everything I tried to bring more traffic to this site failed miserably. And while I enjoy writing, but I’m not as prolific a writer as I’d like to be, especially when my muse abandons me like a cheap ho and I’m left to stare at the empty screen on my monitor because I have no idea what the flippo dinks I want to write about.
Maybe thing swill get better once I finally pay off my school loan. With that much more breathing room I’ll have more freedom to enjoy life, travel and do…. something. Anything. Put myself out there and see if I can’t finally find what I’ve been looking for.
Maybe that’s all I need.
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I feel your pain, brother.
Oh the pain of it all.
i keep telling myself that those boring, insanity producing, unfulfilling jobs are stepping stones to what i really want to do. but it doesn’t work with an idealist such as myself, even though i need to pay off the stupid college loan i used to get my “useless in the real world” degree.
i also feel your pain.
On the bright side, our useless degrees gives us the chance to go to graduate school for even more useless education if we so please. :-D
true!
and, glutton for punishment that i am, i will probably do just that. ;)
Me too, LOL But only because there’s a lot of hot babes in college.
right. :-D
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OMG, I didn’t know there were so many people who feel the same as me. I do have another plan to save my life but I don’t know if it’ll work out.
@Jaded: If you have another plan go for it. Even if it doesn’t work out at least you can say you tried. :)
Lincypoopsie @Jaded: “If you have another plan go for it. Even if it doesn’t work out at least you can say you tried. :)”
Lincypoo, I hesitate to tell you to take your own advice, but come on!!! If you weally, weally want a new job that you would wubs, go for it!!!!
The problem is, there IS no job out there that I would love, except being rich and living off the interest. :-D