Work 5½: Where's the Beef?

[kyrasantae]

Now that's a completely random title.

Getting up early this morning was a bit troublesome, since I was on the phone with forgottenlord until at least 11pm last night.

In any case, I slogged to work at 7 and got started, at which point I was somewhat grumpy and not in the greatest of moods. My manager (it was the first day he had seen me at work) noticed this and took me aside, wondering what was going on and if there was anything he could do to help me feel better and so I could present myself better at work.

The thought of trying to hold it out and push myself to keep working and try to act happier didn't even cross me. I just let it all out - why not be honest - and told him everything about how I disliked this job because it was just order-taking and doing awfully repetitive tasks, and that my having a job wasn't about having something to do, making money, or meeting new friends (after all, how well can you get to know someone within the context of the workplace? There's no time to really get to know who they are and where they've been and share experiences and stuff like that). I wanted a job that was challenging and engaging and that really would make me think and grow.

Anyway, he wanted me to go home (this was probably around 7:30) and think about it a bit, then call him back about whether I still wanted to work or not, but I said I didn't need that time, and I told him right away that I didn't want to be there anymore. So that was that. While I was at it I waited until Wal-Mart opened for the day and picked up an app, then went home and kinda freaked the family out a bit, since I was supposed to be at work and all. And I explained to the best of my ability that I wanted to seek out a job at Wal-Mart (or Hallmark) instead, and left out all the other bits.

Comments

[siromygod.livejournal.com]

I disliked this job because it was just order-taking and doing awfully repetitive tasks, and that my having a job wasn't about having something to do, making money, or meeting new friends

Mildred, that's what my job is...

[kyrasantae.livejournal.com]

But it's not people telling you what they'd like to buy and you have to go get it, necessarily ;)

[siromygod.livejournal.com]

Man, you have a high perception of my job...lol.

Good Luck

[(Anonymous)]

Good luck on ever finding a service job that'll satisfy you, with the amount of time I've known you and what you wrote in your journal, I doubt working anywhere for the summer will satisfy you.

Re: Good Luck

[kyrasantae.livejournal.com]

Actually I've applied for a data entry job at Foothills Hospital, we'll see how that turns out. Personally I'd rather face a computer all day and end up damaging my hands, rather than face people all day and end up frustrated because I honestly don't care about them but I have to somehow pretend to care.