Wanting more from my work-life...
I'm sitting at my job and I want to stab myself in the neck with a paper clip so I can go home.
My job sucks. Every aspect of it, I hate the drive in, the people, who are really sweet, are the most boring group of people I've ever been around. I hate dressing up everyday to sit in, basically, solitary confinement. The work itself can be done by a trained monkey. I'm hoping for a big change really soon.
I remember back in HS and even in college when the sky was the limit. But everyday I spend as an adult, I just see more and more that this is all life is. Overall my life is pretty cool. I have the best girlfriend, a nice house, a new car, great friends, a fun softball team, a psycho cat, a sweet puppy, all that american dream kinda stuff. But work totally brings me down.
I work in this horrid cube under these horrid flourescent lights. It's so boring. By the time I get off of work I just want to go home and sit there because I'm out of energy. I never understood how people who just sit at a desk could be tired after work, but I totally get it now. You really can have the life drained out of you.
I envy the people who love their jobs. I want to be one of those people who gets up in the morning and looks forward to it. I'm sure everyone has their days where they don't wanna go in, but man, I'm just tired of feeling like that everyday.
People just say to be happy I have a job and to remember what it felt like to not have a job for 10 months... I guess they are right. But at the same time, when I was trying to find a job, this is not at all what I had in mind.
I feel like I'm at a point in my life where it could be close to perfect, my work-life is just that last piece of the puzzle.
My job sucks. Every aspect of it, I hate the drive in, the people, who are really sweet, are the most boring group of people I've ever been around. I hate dressing up everyday to sit in, basically, solitary confinement. The work itself can be done by a trained monkey. I'm hoping for a big change really soon.
I remember back in HS and even in college when the sky was the limit. But everyday I spend as an adult, I just see more and more that this is all life is. Overall my life is pretty cool. I have the best girlfriend, a nice house, a new car, great friends, a fun softball team, a psycho cat, a sweet puppy, all that american dream kinda stuff. But work totally brings me down.
I work in this horrid cube under these horrid flourescent lights. It's so boring. By the time I get off of work I just want to go home and sit there because I'm out of energy. I never understood how people who just sit at a desk could be tired after work, but I totally get it now. You really can have the life drained out of you.
I envy the people who love their jobs. I want to be one of those people who gets up in the morning and looks forward to it. I'm sure everyone has their days where they don't wanna go in, but man, I'm just tired of feeling like that everyday.
People just say to be happy I have a job and to remember what it felt like to not have a job for 10 months... I guess they are right. But at the same time, when I was trying to find a job, this is not at all what I had in mind.
I feel like I'm at a point in my life where it could be close to perfect, my work-life is just that last piece of the puzzle.