Distractions becoming detractions
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Hell Mike
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So true.
Yups.
To me, life isn't about making it big in any way (Science, evil, fame, glory, shame etc) or to be remembered as more than a good man by those who matter to me. Life is about.. Well, living. And not 2 DA MAX as in being high and doing extreme sports all you can. Just having a nice life, one that you're comfortable with. That's something you build over years, and neither building nor maintaining it is always easy or fun, but it's worth it. And most of the time it's good as well. I sacrifice 8 hours every working day so I can have all the mundane stuff without worry, I like being able to do [insert pleasurable thing here] without having to worry about how I'm gonna scrape together money for the next rent or how the fuck I'll manage when I'm 75. Settle that first and you'll get many years of good life.
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(This turned out a lot longer than I first intended, and it wasn't my intention to start preaching, but now that I've written all this I don't exactly feel like not posting it.)
I agree. It might sound simple, but it often goes a long way just seeing an actual result from all your time spent at work, something which is all together missing in most places. In an office you don't see any result other than new numbers on a screen or on a paper, as a teacher you don't really see any development in you pupils -- which would be a great reward as a private teacher or similar -- since there are so many of them and they're only with you for a short time, in a factory you perhaps tighten one screw and attach a piece of metal to another piece of wood, and that's all you get to see. The finished product is taken care of by others, who in turn have no idea how this thing they're handling was put together and to them it just becomes another dead object. In short I think people lack a living relation to their jobs -- it's not a part of their real life, hence the feeling of being robbed of precious hours, and if you do make it a part of your actual life, this life becomes a lot duller and poorer.
But with farmers, who have a not too industrialized way of working, and to some extent construction workers, there's a close connection between you and your job, you get to see the effort you put in ripen and bear fruit and come to stand in a special relation to it.
This is a big problem for me; how to find a job that's something more than just you selling your time to someone in exchange for money to enjoy yourself in your (short) spare time? Is being a self sufficient potato farmer the only solution? Growing you own food and all that? Maybe, but I don't think I could do that.
But one has to work. I would even say that's a need in most people and also potentially a good thing, for what does people do when they get unemployed or just hang around doing nothing? Spontaneously gather to do something for the common good? Help old people go shopping? No, not exactly.
Anyway, In short I tend to believe that the one of the main problems is the lack of human contact in the working life, which has been done away with step by step and turned the working environment into an abstract world of papers, computers, numbers, telephones and other means of getting into contact with other people without really being in contact.
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haha!!!! insert...
Err... I mean I agree...
And thats basically my point about work made into a half page read...
I consider fairly often getting the education to be a zoo keeper, since I love animals so much, the problem is actually GETTING a job as one, since they really aren't in that big of demand. I don't want to be a farmer, thats not really my thing, and I lack the tool orientation to be a construction worker.
This all leaves me wondering if all of my life I will hate working, or if I'm somehow find something kickass to do for a living, even if it only lets me "scrape" by. I also have a very strong innate fear of opening my own business, if only because I know that if it fails, it would demolish me just as much as it did my dad (when his failed through simply shit luck (nature)).
Thanatopsis123
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It's nothing new that finding a job one loves (or fuck, even likes) would much improve life. I also suspect most of us realize we can't all be artistic pornstar space cowboy metal musicians. Most of us will just have to suffer through life doing something we dislike.
I've had only 3 jobs in my short existance. I've worked in an office, I've been a janitor, and I've been a teacher. Oddly, being a janitor was the one I minded the least. I wish I knew if it was because I was in college at the time, because I only had to work twice a week, or because I didn't have to deal with anybody, or because I got to move around and make a visible difference. I don't know. After this current gig is up, I have no idea what I'll be doing but one thing is for damned sure. I won't be signing any contracts. I'm not locking myself in any jobs I fucking despise such as I did with this one. If I have to bounce around from job to job for a while before I find something that doesn't make me want to dig through my temples with my bare hand until I die a violent death, then so be it. I don't need to find something that will make me giddy every day just from the anticipation of working. I just need to find something that isn't soul crushing.
I've had only 3 jobs in my short existance. I've worked in an office, I've been a janitor, and I've been a teacher. Oddly, being a janitor was the one I minded the least. I wish I knew if it was because I was in college at the time, because I only had to work twice a week, or because I didn't have to deal with anybody, or because I got to move around and make a visible difference. I don't know. After this current gig is up, I have no idea what I'll be doing but one thing is for damned sure. I won't be signing any contracts. I'm not locking myself in any jobs I fucking despise such as I did with this one. If I have to bounce around from job to job for a while before I find something that doesn't make me want to dig through my temples with my bare hand until I die a violent death, then so be it. I don't need to find something that will make me giddy every day just from the anticipation of working. I just need to find something that isn't soul crushing.
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Thanatopsis123
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Is Los Angeles the only place where firefighters make a killing? Most of them rake in 100,000+ by years end.
One of the happiest times in my life was when I rode the bus and didn't have a penny to my name. The struggle of surviving like a negar brought a sense of direction to my being. With out obstacles to over come, life isn't worth shat to me.
This is a beautiful post.
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Tonight, for the first time in a while, I have returned home with a sense of accomplishment from my job. I, along with a dozen or so co-workers, diverted what could have been a public relations disaster. Unfortunately, I have to live off of these laurels for several months before a dilemma as equally as major as today to occur. Aside from these few brief moments my job is an absolute hell hole. Sure, a portion of the time I get paid to watch movies, shoot the shit, and post on RC, but the drama that comes with this environment is too much for me to bear at times.
Eric, this is where I'm currently at in life. Caught in a web where everyday my spirit is crushed by the necessity of sustenance.
Many of my buddies joined the police force over the past several years, and I'd lie if I said I wasn't filled with envy every time they recite a story of cracking down on some good for fodder gangbanger who crossed the line. Unfortunately my horrible colored blindness, shitty driving record, and unfavorable background (despite a clean record), would leave me little chance of pursuing this avenue. Quite a shame, as they speak like men with a purpose driven life. Where as I am stuck in the swamp of everyday drudgery of clocking in merely for a pay check. There is no satisfaction attached to my toil, for there really is no toil at all. I could be posting this message just as inhibited from work as I am right now. I worked 60 hours this week, spent my day off yesterday sleeping like the dead (8am-10:30pm), woke up, went back to bed at midnight until 7am, watched a movie, then went back to sleep some more. Surely my biggest detriment and distraction is employment. Everybody needs a means to an end, but what would that end be? Unless your pulling covert operations in Afghan like Tully, there's not much out there in way of 9-5 fulfillment.
Thanatopsis123
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I wish I had more wisdom than I did when I last posted in this thread. Were that the case, perhaps I could give some advice.
Currently I'm a temp who's been at the same shitty part-time job for some 7 months. It's starting to seem a little less temporary and a little more permanent. Not that it's a horrible job but I just wish I got more dinero out of it. They'd been baiting me for quite some time with offers of full-time employment, raises, etc but it's gone nowhere and I know why. When HR hired me they were so relieved because nobody else wanted this job who wasn't some lowlife. It took them quite a while to get somebody worthwhile to say okay and take the damned thing. And not too long ago a co-worker spilled the beans telling me that they refuse to give me anymore hours.
HR did call me up and for one day next week I'll be working a 14-15 hour day. I'm not sure if I should be happy about that or not but fuck it, I need the extra cash to pay for a plane ticket and hotel room for an interview in Nashville.
Jobs suck.
Currently I'm a temp who's been at the same shitty part-time job for some 7 months. It's starting to seem a little less temporary and a little more permanent. Not that it's a horrible job but I just wish I got more dinero out of it. They'd been baiting me for quite some time with offers of full-time employment, raises, etc but it's gone nowhere and I know why. When HR hired me they were so relieved because nobody else wanted this job who wasn't some lowlife. It took them quite a while to get somebody worthwhile to say okay and take the damned thing. And not too long ago a co-worker spilled the beans telling me that they refuse to give me anymore hours.
HR did call me up and for one day next week I'll be working a 14-15 hour day. I'm not sure if I should be happy about that or not but fuck it, I need the extra cash to pay for a plane ticket and hotel room for an interview in Nashville.
Jobs suck.
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Well, this is nice. My life is exactly the same today as it was a year ago. God dammit...
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if my dad, who's my only relevant relative, died now (WOTAN FORBID) i would have a bunch of junk but nothing that needs taking care of (well, maybe the dog and/or a 1986 nissan sunny)
that's the positive side of having relatives with no money i guess
that's the positive side of having relatives with no money i guess
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Not at all.
And don't you live near there? Want to pick me up from the airport?
I live *in* Nashville, yeah. The airport's not far from downtown. You can walk.
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