Mostly because I have finally found my true calling in life.
Unfortunately, it is as a janitor. Let’s review the pros and cons:
Pro: no supervisor
can take breaks when ever I want
can pretty much do whatever I want
Con: It’s really boring
It’s really boring
It’s really boring
Jack London found his calling in the wild. Why not look there?
Seriously, how can you have found your true calling when you’re so miserable? Are you even good at being a janitor? If not, then it’s not really your true calling. If you are, then take some pride in your work! If you can’t find pride in your work then…repeat after me, it’s not your true calling. For more evidence, I suggest you read over your OP several dozen times. It’s short. It shouldn’t take too long. Start with your thread title, and keep going until you reach your cons. Try again. At least convince yourself.
Really?
You have a job, an important one even if it’s not glorious.
You can do what you want.
You seem to at least have access to a computer and can write.
Many people never find their true calling, you have.
But it’s boring. Boo fucking hoo.
Let’s look at this from another point of view shall we?
I work with individuals with disabilities, because of this they are discriminated against and have a hell of a time getting work that they are qualified to do.
Many of them can’t read or write or walk or talk or hear or see or shop or count to ten.
Many of them would love to have your boring job.
Look at things from this perspective and you should see that you have it good. Really good.
Love what you do until something better comes along.
Probably doesn’t pay all that well, either.
Actually, I got to thinking about the pros and they definately outweigh the cons (what job doesn’t have its boring aspects?) Sorry for the atack of self-pity!
Among the many jobs I’ve held (pizza cook, factory worker (several factories), carpenter, firefighter, truck driver, ditch digger, merchant sailor, dishwasher, bartender, janitor, English teacher, blimp pilot, televangelist) (okay, I lied about those last two), one of the most satisfying was being a janitor.
First of all, it isn’t as easy as some people think. It is something of a challenge to operate those floor-buffer machines, and I was flung againt the wall by one on several occasions. But mostly, I found the work therapeutic. I was free to think about anything I wanted, and except for scrubbing toilets spattered with other people’s body fluids (and solids, sometimes) it really wasn’t all that unpleasant. Plus, during one stint as a janitor at a Tandy sign factory, I met this hot babe that worked in the screen-printing room. Jacquelina. That was a good summer.
The only problem was the lack of prestige. But when you know a little about those more “prestigious” jobs, you realize that the people that have them often had to kiss a lot of butt to get them, and have to continue kissing a lot of butt to keep them, unless they are lucky enough (and it is luck) to rise to the point that they can receive the butt-kissing instead of giving it. Either way, it’s pretty disgusting. All in all, I’d say being a janitor isn’t so bad. As long as you have a medical and dental plan.
There is dignity in ALL human labor.
May I suggest something really cool, to kill the boredom? Books on tape and a walkman.