Once in a while, I’d like to depart from the usual book talks. While it composes a major lart of my life, I’m (we’re) something else too. I started Non-Book Stuff posts a couple of months ago and it took a while to have a sequel. Here, I’ll babble about all my interests, aversions, and drama that are totally isolated from books.
Let’s talk about WORK STRUGGLES
Have you ever had the worst days in your life happening consecutively? I did.
I’ve been working in the same company for 2 years now. Technically, it’s the first real job I’ve ever taken and I’d never felt more adult when I landed a job. My job involves going to and from places – inspecting food safety-related stuff – and this professional enjoyer/ travel junkie in me couldn’t find anything as perfect.
But lately, I’m no longer feeling as happy as I once did and my job isn’t making things easy for me to stay. The symptoms are showing and I’d like to ask what you guys who underwent the same thing did to remedy the pain.
1. My boss is the most forgetful, self-seeking, irrational ass there is. She’s a manager, not a leader which speaks all the difference. I won’t take it against her personally and won’t consider her the most horrible person but workwise, I can’t scrape any goodness out of the pot.
Do you have a boss who happened to be like this/ somewhat like this? How do you deal with it?
2. Work environment is marked with occasional brewing storms. I’ve never involved myself in any brawls, heated rows, nasty discussions, or whatever but when you’re surrounded by people who are a frequenter in such, it’s as good as involvement. My level of cortisol would no doubt be found accumulating in my bloodstream. Nobody aims to age prematurely!
Is shutting one’s ears against all work issues a good remedy?
3. Just when I thought I have completely acclimatized to the people, the painful realization hit me that I was utterly wrong. I have friends and they’re a bunch of good souls, one of the reasons why I’m staying. Sometimes, it’s just a natural thing for other people to extinguish the oxygen out of your cells without them doing anything directly ghastly to you. The fight for attention is intense; everyone refuses to go down the pedestal; gossip and trashtalking are a culture; insecurities are religion. I thought about withdrawing my consciousness away from these atrocities but they seem to simply beg everyone’s attention. Again, involvement can’t be helped.
How do you deal with nasty co-workers if total retreat proved to be ineffective?
4. 2 years and I’m stuck in a doldrum. I’ve reached my comfort zone and now I’m eating my time away in stagnancy. There’s nothing to learn, much to waste. Whatever knowledge I had left from the academe dwindled like a dying candle. I’m slowly witnessing the stark truth of work life repetitions and I’m abhorring myself for allowing myself to be engulfed by the norms.
Some say if promotion can’t be possible at the moment, resort to lateral position change. How do you know this is the better solution than departure? How do you not think so much about doing the same job over and over?
5. I dreaded the day when my sole motivation to go to work is salary. Alas, the dreadful arrived. I won’t embrace this without hypocrisy because let’s face it, paycheck is a necessity. I’m grateful for it. It’s what sustained my book buying and other worldly caprices after all. But at the end of the day, I hunger for more. My book cases and closets are piled up with stuff but my brain doesn’t grow, my self-fulfillment distant from its bourne. Bottomline: I’m not a happy camper.
What drives you to work? Is money not a healthy driving factor?
Current state: I’m like an old canned good shelved on the darkest spot, sour stuff slowly building up inside, counting down the days to its expiry.