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25 April 2005 @ 09:43 am
Mondayish.  
It's Monday. I'm at work. I'm in my cubicle.

*looks around*
*sighs*

What's the matter with me? I need to appreciate this job, this income, this pure luckiness more than I do. I need to work harder. I realized last night that while I always say I love my job, I don't really. I love the fact that I have this job, but that's different. I'd probably be happier gardening, but that's not a career change I'm qualified for, and on practical merits it probably wouldn't be a smart one either.

The whines of the yuppie class are boring, but they are mine.
 
 
 
viverra_libroviverra_libro on April 25th, 2005 04:54 pm (UTC)
All hail Eliade, proclaimer of profound truths!

Umm, anyway, yeah with the whole not appreciating one's job for its own sake. But even so, I still can't summon up much enthusiasm for mine. It's forcing me to re-evaluate what stuff I can live w/o to get into a more interesting job. Good for the soul, I'm sure.
Anna S.: vincent_ventrescaeliade on April 25th, 2005 08:22 pm (UTC)
All hail Eliade, proclaimer of profound truths!

Bow before me, throw me money and panties! Ahem.

It's forcing me to re-evaluate what stuff I can live w/o to get into a more interesting job. Good for the soul, I'm sure.

I need to take classes or something, but even in that I'm unmotivated. Really, I'm focusing a lot on improving my health, etc, now, which is all to the good. I just hope I don't lose my job in the process, you know?
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"Smokin' hot.": boys mickeymwithout_me on April 25th, 2005 04:58 pm (UTC)
Sing it, sister. Well, I loathe gardening, and I don't say I love my job--but aside from that. I love the paychecks; I love the way it doesn't demand my entire life (or even all my attention while I'm here, usually); I love many aspects of what I do here, but on the whole, I would vastly prefer to spend my days lazing about with my friends on comfortable divans, eating bon-bons and discussing the relative merits of various pretty boys.
sanguesangueuk on April 25th, 2005 06:28 pm (UTC)
I agree - and I had to tell you how much I love that icon!
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Anna S.: luminous_dancerseliade on April 25th, 2005 08:24 pm (UTC)
Deep down, I'm a lazy person and I'd rather be a rich dilettante who's taking classes in 18th century French poetry and using it as an excuse to go shopping in Paris that weekend.

That would be awesome. Shopping in Paris, and eating some kind of French pastry, with a good coffee. It'd be essentially the same thing as doing all that here in Seattle, except four thousand miles away. I like that idea.
huzzlewhathuzzlewhat on April 25th, 2005 05:11 pm (UTC)
The whines of the yuppie class are boring, but they are mine.

And mine. You sound like the tape loop that's running in my head. I really do like my job, but I'm really doing it half-assed these days. Which is bad of me, and I really need to be more serious and dedicated. But here I am reading LJ instead.

Anna S.: puppyeliade on April 25th, 2005 08:25 pm (UTC)
You sound like the tape loop that's running in my head. I really do like my job, but I'm really doing it half-assed these days. Which is bad of me, and I really need to be more serious and dedicated. But here I am reading LJ instead.

Welcome to the madness of my tape loop. Pump up the volume. *g*
executive fangirl: nrscarfcoiledsoul on April 25th, 2005 05:31 pm (UTC)
ditto to all of that. Am currently searching for ways to gainfully do what I want to do and get out of yuppiedom. Let me know if you come up with anything.
Anna S.: puppyeliade on April 25th, 2005 08:26 pm (UTC)
Am currently searching for ways to gainfully do what I want to do and get out of yuppiedom. Let me know if you come up with anything.

I will. Maybe I could become a clown and tie balloon animals in Pike Place Market. Or, as someone I know mentioned recently, I could change to a career walking dogs. Puppies!

Sigh.
deaverdeaver on April 25th, 2005 05:33 pm (UTC)
Are you reading my mind or something?! That is exactly what I have been talking about with my friends. That frustration over not loving your job, but feeling like you should because it's paying the bills (and in my case at least I'm not exactly qualified for anything else). And the temptation to run away and, I don't know, drive a tractor or something is unfortunately strong, even though I am unbelieveable not qualified, and probably would be bored within a few days. *sigh*
Anna S.: spike_femmeeliade on April 25th, 2005 08:28 pm (UTC)
Are you reading my mind or something?!

Yes! How long have you had that idea for a Harry Potter/Firefly crossover, anyway? Crazy girl.

And the temptation to run away and, I don't know, drive a tractor or something is unfortunately strong, even though I am unbelieveable not qualified, and probably would be bored within a few days.

I keep thinking I'd like to run away to Alaska, but I think I'm wrong.
Herself_nycherself_nyc on April 25th, 2005 05:33 pm (UTC)
I need to work harder.

Why?

Only being slightly snarky here.

But really, why? Will working harder lead to anything really valuable for you? You've said that you're already considered to be good at your job, and the people you work for are pleased with you. So what's the point in working harder? Will you have more job security? Highly doubtful. Bigger raises. Also doubtful. Will you, upon retirement, look back and think, "Damn, I'm really glad I worked HARDER for my Large Corporate Employer."

I've come to a point where, while I understand that I have to work lest I starve, it's OK to just work hard enough. Everything in American culture will tell you this is wrong, but the American work culture is fucked up, yo, and was invented by Capitalists. Now that things have come to the point where there's no real loyalty from companies to workers, and job security is a thing of the past, working harder feels even more futile. Do enough. Do it well. Have a good attitude. But really, don't knock yourself out.
namastenancynamastenancy on April 25th, 2005 06:01 pm (UTC)
Hear hear! And esp. the lack of loyalty toward workers. I worked for a UCSF for 30 years. Back in 1994, UCSF decided to "merge" with Stanford (a private university) and proceeded to lay off all workers over the age of 50 and/or any workers who had been with UC long enough to get vested. They also turned public hospitals on public lands into private hospitals. Now, most UC employees at the lower ranks endured years and years of salary freezes and cuts because of their loyalty but the PTB certainly didn't return that loyalty. Those employees who were unlucky enough to go into the new system lost their retirement, their years of service and their health care benefits. The merger fell apart after two years and 96 million dollars down the drain but it took years to sort out the mess. I was fortunate to have found a job in an area that wasn't affected by the merger but it was a real shocker about corporate politics and the nasty treatment of workers.

So, like herself said...Do enough. Do it well but don't knock yourself out. Save energy for your time and your life.

namaste SF Nancy
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julia_herejulia_here on April 25th, 2005 06:17 pm (UTC)
See, if this was last Monday I could have had you go to the Arboretum Sale out at Sandpoint, and talk to April at Plethora of Primula. If she couldn't discourage you from dreams of gardening, no-one could. Still, I bought three primroses from her, including a Primula florindae which set me back $10.

Gardening as a career choice sucks, unless you like having broken fingernails and aching joints. Truck gardening involves getting up way too damned early in the day in all weathers to pick fresh vegetables for market,almost as bad as being a dairy farmer. Nursery gardening is a leading economic indicator: if people are feeling nervous about the economy, they stop spending money on ornamentals. The life of an itinerant landscape maintenance person has its romance, but at the moment everyone with a pickup and a weedeater is already flooding the market...

My friend Roberta is head gardener for the Bagley Wrights; that might be the only decent private gig going.

Julia, left an office job to be a market gardener and now puts the dread word "homemaker" on my tax returns
Anna S.: kitteneliade on April 25th, 2005 08:21 pm (UTC)
Wow--all this is good to know. My dream of gardening withers! *g*

Maybe I should be a potter...hmm....
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ruthless1ruthless1 on April 25th, 2005 10:18 pm (UTC)
Hey Anna - I just realized something. Are you feeling the yuppie blues cuz you just got a great evaluation? I get awesome evals at my job but I always feel slightly guilty afterwards because I know I am not really applying myself. I wonder what we could call this phenomena? Good Evalitis? Where it pains one to be appreciated? I know I have it - whenever someone compliments my work - I just point to my desk and say "How could you say that? My desk is SUCH a mess!"
Alizarin_NYCalizarin_nyc on April 26th, 2005 01:42 am (UTC)
The more I want to get something done, the less I call it work. -- Richard Bach

I have never liked working. To me a job is an invasion of privacy. -- Danny McGoorty

I found these two quotes -- cut from the backpage of Forbes last year -- in the bottom of my bag just now when I dumped it out on the floor (to try to find my wedding ring which the new kitten had knocked off the table).

So you see, it's in the air.

(And I did find the ring).
inappropriately bibliophilic: are you possessed of the sight?raucousraven on April 26th, 2005 02:59 am (UTC)
blather blather blather
I love the fact that I have this job, but that's different.

See, if I were a tiny little nail, that sentence up there would be the hammer smacking my defenseless naily head, because it encapsulates how I currently feel about my job. Which is bad, because the job is great and the people around me are mostly fantastic which ...well, let us simply say things have been worse before and draw a loudly flowered curtain over the traumatic whole. Fortunately, my work has certain amounts of itinerancy built into its current seniority systems, so my next turnaround will be early July. But who knows what I head into next? Better, worse, worth the investment of personal energy...?

Gah. Gotta get out, I think, and soon. The continual personal uncertainty is a motivator to return to school!