Monday mornings can be a very dreary time for me. I begin the push through every week, already starting to count down the hours until the week is over. Sometimes I see the light at the end of the tunnel—Friday at 3:30.
Other days, like today, I start to think about the fact that there really is no light at the end of the tunnel. At least not for another thirty or forty years. Do I really want to be coming to this mind numbing office, or similar one somewhere else, for that long?
As much as I don’t want to admit it, I still watch The Apprentice and the man himself, Donald Trump. Say what you will about the Donald, but every once in awhile he say something that actually makes sense.
Last night during one of his obviously scripted little scenes, he said, “Unless you do something you love, you’ll never be successful.” Usually I just ignore these little nuggets of wisdom, and although it’s just about as clichéd as can get, it stuck with me overnight and its still rattling around in my brain.
Is that true, you can’t be successful unless you’re doing something you love? I suppose it depends on how you define success. For Donald, it probably means a boat load for cash. For others, it might mean happiness. I think that it probably means the perfect marriage of the two.
So do I love my job? No. Do I like my job? No. Do I hate my job with a passion? Pretty much. Does it pay the bills for now? It sure does and then some. I keep the fantasy going in my head that some day soon, I’ll finally get the cajones to quit, but I don’t see it happening anytime. Why not keep the high paying job that allows two hours lunches and my own office where nobody knows what I’m doing? I know others who would kill to be doing what I’m doing.
I think the only way I would really love my job would be if I were running my own business or self supported, but I’m not sure what I could do and don’t want to just up and quit my job without a sound idea.
So in the meantime, I will sell my soul and be a slave to the man. At least I’ve finally started up this blog so that I can feel some type of accomplishment at the end of the day. I may have done nothing more that posted something online, but that’s more than I’ve done at work in the past week.
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