Jun 28, 2006 21:37
Usually I'm an optimist. I like to see the glass as half-full. Today, I am a pessimist.
I hate my job. I hate it with a passion.
It is mind-numbingly boring, frustrating, and difficult all at the same time. When I'm not watching water evaporate, I'm doing data analysis in Excel. Now my advisor has added another task: he wants me to "write a report." ARGH! I hate reports! Even more than I hate data anaylsis! And it's so vague. I need parameters; what do you want me to cover? how long? format? when is it due? Well, that question has an answer: ASAP. But he also wants results. How many hours each week does he expect me to work? 50?
I don't think I'd be complaining as much if everyone in my REU was in the same boat. But no. Two other guys are physically at work 4 hours a day, are productive 2 hours. They do simulations on a computer. Their advisor doesn't care; in fact he doesn't even expect them to get good results. And we get paid the same.
At least I have found an outlet. Everyday after work I go to the gym. And my intensity mirrors the amount of stress of the day. Today was a stressful and consequently good workout day. I do feel better afterwards. Productive. I still need to figure out how to forget about work in the evening. I do like it here at Wash U, but . . . I hate my job.
This summer is crawling by. I can't wait for school to start. This weekend is the half-way point. I'm going home for the four-day weekend. That will certainly be a much needed break.