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Dec 07, 2007 11:38

As I was walking back to my car after the movie last night, I heard a guy tell his friends how did not want to go to work the next day because he didn't like his job. I don't remember his exact words, but it was phrased in a very 20-Something kind of way that I remember using when I was in that place in my life.

It made me reflect on the sense of satisfaction I've developed by growing out of the need to depend on my job for happiness. Even after the day I had yesterday: frustration with a vendor to the point of having to fire them, on the run all day and never able to finish one task without being pulled away to something else, so many cell phone calls that I completely used up a full battery charge. It was very aggravating and now I have to do something I don't want to do (fire a vendor)--but I don't dread having to come in to work. I'm sure that being unemployed for a year and trying to start some business ventures that failed have contributed to me being willing to work for someone else and not blame them for the unpleasant aspects of my job. But I also think that I have found a center of happiness within myself, and I can keep that center from being assailed by the stresses of my job.
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