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my calendar just popped up this reminder. :( No, I know I’m missing this one. Sis texted me yesterday (with many additional emojies from a helpful Farm Baby) to let me know that she definitely appreciated in retrospect how much work I’d done around the place, since she’d just spent several hours putting together crew lunch for the slaughter crew and cleaning the evisceration room, which were things I used to take care of.
I’m covering my coworker’s vacation and that’s just how it is, and I’m going to slack off and feel useless all day today. :( I should motivate myself and work hard and at least feel good about that, but I just. I can’t. It’s so meaningless. Nobody notices whether I do my job well or poorly, and nobody else is motivated at all, not even the owners, and I just. It’s soul-sucking. It is.
The only way out is through, as in almost all things; I just have to keep going until I think of something better, but the reason I’ve been doing it for almost ten years now is that it wears you down enough that you really don’t have anything left to think with, to come up with anything better.
Yeah wow, it’s at least eight years I’ve been at that job, and I haven’t had a raise in five or six. The fast food joints pay more for their starting wage than I get after all these years in a position that can’t be easily replaced. (I know this because they advertise it in their windows next to the Now Hiring signs. I consider it, every time. I’m 37 with a BA and 20 years’ work experience, mostly in customer service. Why not flip burgers? Oh, because they wouldn’t give me half of my summers off in return for abject slavery over the holiday season.)
Demoralizing doesn’t even really begin to cover it.
my calendar just popped up this reminder. :( No, I know I’m missing this one. Sis texted me yesterday (with many additional emojies from a helpful Farm Baby) to let me know that she definitely appreciated in retrospect how much work I’d done around the place, since she’d just spent several hours putting together crew lunch for the slaughter crew and cleaning the evisceration room, which were things I used to take care of.
I’m covering my coworker’s vacation and that’s just how it is, and I’m going to slack off and feel useless all day today. :( I should motivate myself and work hard and at least feel good about that, but I just. I can’t. It’s so meaningless. Nobody notices whether I do my job well or poorly, and nobody else is motivated at all, not even the owners, and I just. It’s soul-sucking. It is.
The only way out is through, as in almost all things; I just have to keep going until I think of something better, but the reason I’ve been doing it for almost ten years now is that it wears you down enough that you really don’t have anything left to think with, to come up with anything better.
Yeah wow, it’s at least eight years I’ve been at that job, and I haven’t had a raise in five or six. The fast food joints pay more for their starting wage than I get after all these years in a position that can’t be easily replaced. (I know this because they advertise it in their windows next to the Now Hiring signs. I consider it, every time. I’m 37 with a BA and 20 years’ work experience, mostly in customer service. Why not flip burgers? Oh, because they wouldn’t give me half of my summers off in return for abject slavery over the holiday season.)
Demoralizing doesn’t even really begin to cover it.
