WHERE DOES IT SAY THAT YOU CAN’T ENJOY WHAT YOU DO FOR A LIVING?
A few years ago I was reading an article about people who were unhappy and burned out in their jobs and how best to cope with those issues.
As I read the written comments at the end of the piece, one comment upset me quite a bit.
This particular comment said that folks who were stressed out and miserable in the workplace due to things like too many hours, not enough pay or having bosses who were bullies, were nothing but whiny crybabies who needed to understand that work is not supposed to be enjoyed; that work is supposed to be difficult – which is why it’s called such – and people who feel otherwise should get over themselves and be exceedingly glad that they have a job with a paycheck.
That is an opinion that I vehemently disagree with.
While it’s true that people who are gainfully employed should be glad about that, work does not have to be an eight-hour hell in the salt mines.
It has been said that one spends a third of their lifetime in the workforce, which is a lot of time.
So if that’s the case, my stance is that one better be sure that what they are doing for a job or a career is something they want to do.
Don’t misunderstand me – I get that sometimes a person has to do what’s necessary in order to survive and feed his/her family if applicable.
As an illustration of this, during my first few years in the workforce I worked at a number of jobs which I absolutely loathed, most notably as a salesman at a luggage store for almost a year in the early 1990s. It felt like a minimum security prison sentence, and in some ways I was glad when I was eventually fired, but at least I was earning a paycheck.
I used to feel that money was the main motivator for getting and staying employed, but after being miserable at too many of the jobs I held – some of them leading to suicidal thoughts – I learned a very valuable lesson:
A quote from Einstein that pretty much sums up the point I’m trying to make here. Image courtesy of ffbsccn.wordpress.com
You have to like what you do, or else it’s just not worth it.
It was that luggage salesman gig in particular that taught me that, as I never worked in retail again after being let go from what I felt was being a paid slave at a plantation, the salary I earned peddling suitcases and handbags feeling like blood money to me.
Wanting to get enjoyment out of my work is the primary reason for me becoming a writer and online blogger, posting stuff on sites such as this one. It’s something that fits my personality well in that I can express myself freely and do my own thing without some bully or slavery-era style overseer, I mean supervisor, breathing down my neck.
I’ll be honest – the money I have made in this endeavor has been extremely minuscule.
But it has helped my mental state as for the past eight years that I’ve been writing and working on my book, “WAKING ON EGGSHELLS”, I can safely say that I have enjoyed what I do.
Despite the lack of financial compensation.
If I can say anything to those people who are suffering in misery at their jobs, it would be this:
“You don’t have to be feeling like crap and dreading going to work every day; you don’t have to feel like you’re entering a prison cell. If you would much rather paint, captain a sailboat, become a coach, write a book (like I’m doing) or whatever it is that you’re passionate about and would make you happy, I’ve got two words for you…”
In other words, go ahead and find your happiness. It will do wonders for your mental health and just might save your sanity.
“Choose a job you love and you will never work a day in your life” – Confucius