Never have truer words come out of my mouth than “I’m happy I’ve got work, but I don’t want to actually do the work”. It’s the eternal struggle of getting money once a month but not being happy the other 29 days (give or take). I think unless you’re working somewhere you’ve always wanted to or are working somewhere that suits you as a person, you’re going to not like going to work. No matter how optimistic you are, you’re going to wake up and think “aww man, I’ve got work today”. And that’s fine. Everybody hates their job once in a while. Everyone has to work their way up. But when you’re experiencing it, it feels like it’s never going to be over.
I feel really sorry for people with businesses that are in the food industry or retail or telecommunication ect. because they must know that whoever they hire 90% of them are going to hate it there. They can give their employees the greatest working environment in the world, but it won’t matter because they’re not where they want to be. They know that their employees are living for the weekend and counting down the hours and that must be quite stressful for them. Businesses always have on their job applications questions like “So why do you want to have a career in retail?” and I just want to write down “because I’ll get paid for it”. If I did, what am I telling them that they don’t already know? They know that it’s going to be rare to find someone who’s lifelong dream is to become a sales assistant.
A Harry Potter quote has headlined this blog post for reasons you probably now know. When I thought about a title, this was it. This was what summed up so many people’s idea of work. We have to struggle through the month and all we really do it for is the money. Some of it is for the experience, some of it might be the people or the ‘nice environment’ but you’re kidding yourself if you think most of it isn’t so you can buy something pretty. It sounds cynical, it sounds depressing, but that’s the truth of it.
So ‘Elisabeth!” I hear you cry, “what can we do?”. Well, we can remind ourselves that no matter what pinch we are in, if we are really hating it that much we can leave. If you’re honestly hating life THAT much, it’s making you stressed, you’re panicky all the time, you’re loosing sleep, then all you have to do is hand in your resignation letter. You can just say that it didn’t work out. You’re boss knows that you’re not going to be there forever. They know all of what I’ve written above. Another thing we can do is know that there are plenty more fish in the sea. If you get fired, or leave, or the business falls under, then it’s okay, there will always be another job. Ask for favours from people you trust in the meantime and pay them back when you’re in a good position. One more thing we can do, is we can calculate how much we are earning every hour, or every half hour, or every 15 minuets ect. No matter how small the sum, it’ll help looking at the clock and thinking “oh, I’ve just earned £2.50” or something to that effect.
In the end, no matter how long it feels, we won’t be there forever. Even if you’re reading this blog and thinking “well that easy for you to say, I’m 85 years old and I still work in a factory” I hate to say it, but you will leave… somehow or another! But seriously, if it’s another month, year or decade, it doesn’t matter, you’ll go somewhere better eventually and it’ll feel amazing.