Tuesday, 22 April 2008

It ain't rocket science, sunshine.

You know when sometimes you're sitting there whinging about something, day in, day out and you're thinking why why why why why does this piss me off so much?
 
For instance, you'll wonder why after a month or so in every job you start getting itchy feet (and its not athletes foot) and getting rather bored and frustrated at the mundane tasks you have to do on a daily basis.
 
Then it hits you...you get bored in every job because the job title stays the same, and although the company's are different, the roles are not. You're still dealing with stationary and microsoft outlook and organising someone elses very busy diary instead of your own. You're still doing things for people who probably could do things themselves, only they don't because you're there to do it for them. You resent running about for other people and don't enjoy organising hospitality, and would rather be writing the letters than just printing them out for someone to sign.
 
It's that thing where you know it's boring, but somehow within finishing one job and going on to the next, you convince yourself that it won't be, that this PA job will be different. But it's not, it never is. This job doesn't challenge you anymore, it's a safety blanket of things you know and could do strapped to a monkeys back on a trapeze whilst flying at 15,000 ft above a volcano, and you should be thinking 'Uh oh I hope I get this right, or my face is going to get a roasting!' but you're not, you're thinking 'What shall I have for dinner tonight' or 'I think we've run out of jiffy bags'. On top of that, you're doing the same job you've always done for the lowest wage you've ever been paid.
 
I'm lying awake at night and I can't shut my mind off, it's like the insecurity about what I want to do as a job is affecting the way I see everything at the moment.
 
I'm worrying a lot - because I don't know exactly what I want to do, but I know it isn't this.
 
In short, I'm bored. And I couldn't give a shit where the normal sized envelopes are.

11 comments:

Hannah said...

Hmm. That's no fun. How about a quick flick through the job sites, just to see what's out there? (Although I can't say there's too much - I'm knee-deep in the job-hunting process. It's depressing.)

Hannah said...

Heh. Just seen this:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/7358863.stm

Must be a sign.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Haha...strangely my boyfriend emailed me that link this afternoon, it's printed out and stuck above my desk!

I'm stuck at this job until the end of May, it's not too long to wait but I'm willing the weeks away, which I hate doing.

theperpetualspiral said...

It sucks to be stuck doing something that you neither enjoy or can see a future in. In the past I found that once I realised, it was time to start looking for something else.

Fingers crossed you find something interesting by the time you finish at your mystery TV show.

weenie said...

May will hopefully whiz by for you - hey, the sun was shining in Manchester today, must be summer soon!

London-Lass said...

I cant give you any advice as have always never been 100% happy in any job I've had. Awful, eh? Think I just havent found that right hole that I am supposed to bang myself in to (or something like that) ... but my new hobby since the beginning of the year does help to take my mind of this eternal `restlessness'. Ever thought of taking up Cribbage? Or Canasta?

surviving myself said...

ugh, jobs suck. That's pretty much a rule of life.

Bec said...

Every time I admit liking my job it turns sucky so... I hate my job it's awful ugh.

But I really should do something about getting a job I love...

Clarissa said...

But, oh! The exact location of the normal sized envelopes is critical information! Google wants to put it on their maps!

jo said...

sometimes i find that with each new job, i'm eliminating what i don't want to do. hopefully i get to the point where i actually know what i want to do... and soon...

Anonymous said...

In general if they pay you the task can't be interesting.
If it is interesting you pay them for it.
the exception might be in the escort business which may combine both activities.

 

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