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Post by bigdaddyfive on Sept 22, 2008 14:12:05 GMT -5
well mr english chicken, I have more or less the same outlook. Chances are you'll screw up your life or put yourself ina huge hole, but hell, at least you're not waiting until you're married or have kids to do it! What I need now is a one-year montage of me sorting my life out until I finish college and start University.
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Post by Back to being Cenanuff on Sept 22, 2008 15:23:46 GMT -5
I don't even know the point of this 'thread', just to rant, mainly. I should be happy. Got a new job to get me out of retail which I just couldn't stand another second of. It pays more than anything I've ever done before has...but I'm kinda miserable. At least in my retail job I worked with my friends and we just screwed around and joked all day long, and it didn't even really feel like work a lot of the time. Now, I'm busting my ass all day long. It's really hard work, which I don't mind, but there is nothing resembling any sort of fun all day long. I can't really relate to ANYONE I work with, nothing to talk about, etc. I work from noon-8:30 every day, except when I have to work overtime, so I get home anywhere between 9 PM and midnight, thus far. I'm so physically drained from the work I do that all I can do is collapse on the couch or in front of the computer for an hour or two before I go to bed and sleep till 10 the next day just to barely get enough energy to start the cycle anew. Weekends are great. I get every weekend off, I work M-F. But at least when I worked other jobs I didn't feel dead when I got home, and I could salvage a few hours outta the nights to do what I want. Now I feel like I'm only living for the weekends, and my life doesn't stop sucking till they come. Does anyone else feel this way? How do you deal with the loss of freedom during the week? I've even tried sleeping till only 8 or 9 as opposed to 10, but then I wake up feeling sluggish and don't even WANT to do anything before I gotta leave for work at 11:30. Hell, its time to get dressed for work right now, so I won't even be able to read any replies till tonight or tomorrow! So ya'll can probably call me an ugly mutant zombie troll freak and I'd never even know it. That's life. This. It's why they call it "work". If it was fun, they wouldn't have to pay you.
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Post by FrankGotch on Sept 22, 2008 15:53:44 GMT -5
It could always be worse. Right now I'd kill to have a job where I got to work 8 to 8 and a half hours for a normal day, and get to go home every night. Tomorrow I have to get up at 2am, and drive an hour to the shop then drive another 3 hours just to get to the work site. Then I will put in a 14 hour day.
After that I can look forward to going to a crappy motel eating a cold crappy supper and sleeping on a roll away bed because my company is cheap, and makes us sleep three to a room. Yeah I make 25 bucks an hour but it ain't worth it, I put in my two weeks today. I've worked this job for a year and I'm already burned out. Just thought I would let you know that right now there is someone out there praying to land a job like yours.
I totaly get where your coming form though the grass is always greener.
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Post by Johnny Danger (Godz) on Sept 22, 2008 20:26:55 GMT -5
Seriously, one day you'll be thinking about women, everything is normal. And you'll wake up the next day in bed with Godz. And you really won't even question it. It's just...right, man. For some strange, disturbing reason...this made me feel better. And just to clarify, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about my job, I'd never go back to the one I had....I just miss my friends. It's not that I need people, because I hate 99% of the people I encounter. Besides you guys here, I can only think of about 5 people that I can stand hanging out with in person for more than an hour... I just want to choke whoever decided the weekend should only be 2 days a week. Seriously. Its messed up that we spend more time at work than we do in the houses we work to afford. Would a 3 day weekend destroy the world? I think not. Lets march on Washington! ....nevermind, I'm too tired.
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Post by Franchise on Sept 22, 2008 20:43:38 GMT -5
I can sympathise with the original OP. I got a new (supposedly better) job about a month ago, which I posted on here, explaining my delight. A week later I'd left. Why? I realised my unhappiness was down to how confined (which often caused panic attacks) and meaningless work had become. Now, I understand "we need money", "get with the real world" and the other statements that come your way when you mention this is how you feel. Nearly all human beings go to work and don't really enjoy it there - but have an inner drive, a work ethic of providing for your family, yourself and your social / personal life. BUT there are some of us who just can't do that - even if it causes us massive problems. I've realised in recent works that, in effect, work was practically making me mentally ill. Which was mainly down to the fact of a personal regret that I never completed my A-Levels and went to University. At 25, I'd been having a midlife crisis since I was 18. I so badly wanted to return to College, to realise my eventual degree of studying English and Classical History at degree level - and then onto teaching, writing, exploring and generally creating a future for myself. A future I wanted - not a meaningless telephone-hawking job in an office. So I did it. For two weeks now I've been study an Access course at my local college. If I sound stuck up, then I do not apologise. I will have to suffer financially and lose many creature comforts that not working full-time brings. I'm gonna have to live back with my Dad. But I choose these sacrifices willingly for my own greater good. I am completely unable to work like other can, it goes against my whole being - why do something which makes you so unhappy and tired when thankfully, we live in a society where chances to change are TRULY possible. In short, I'm not preaching or pretending to be a changed man - these are my feellings, neither right nor wrong, and I understand completely how people feel differently. But in closing I've chosen to see it this way: Screw money. I'll manage. Screw full-time employment for someone else's benefit. I'll make my own living. Screw feeling like I'm trapped and miserable all the time. I'll change my life. Dude, you have no idea how much you just helped me right now. I too have a job that I work hard at...usually 8AM-4:30PM or so, sometimes later, sometimes earlier. And like Godz, I'm basically dead afterwards. And I've been trying to put my finger on why I've been so depressed lately. Reading your words on university sparked something. I went to college for one year, then dropped out. I've regretted finishing ever since. I don't have the money to be a full-time student right now, but I can take a course or 2. And I think that's what I may do now. That job I mentioned? I got fired today. Time to start.
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Post by Franchise on Sept 22, 2008 20:46:09 GMT -5
I don't even know the point of this 'thread', just to rant, mainly. I should be happy. Got a new job to get me out of retail which I just couldn't stand another second of. It pays more than anything I've ever done before has...but I'm kinda miserable. At least in my retail job I worked with my friends and we just screwed around and joked all day long, and it didn't even really feel like work a lot of the time. Now, I'm busting my ass all day long. It's really hard work, which I don't mind, but there is nothing resembling any sort of fun all day long. I can't really relate to ANYONE I work with, nothing to talk about, etc. I work from noon-8:30 every day, except when I have to work overtime, so I get home anywhere between 9 PM and midnight, thus far. I'm so physically drained from the work I do that all I can do is collapse on the couch or in front of the computer for an hour or two before I go to bed and sleep till 10 the next day just to barely get enough energy to start the cycle anew. Weekends are great. I get every weekend off, I work M-F. But at least when I worked other jobs I didn't feel dead when I got home, and I could salvage a few hours outta the nights to do what I want. Now I feel like I'm only living for the weekends, and my life doesn't stop sucking till they come. Does anyone else feel this way? How do you deal with the loss of freedom during the week? I've even tried sleeping till only 8 or 9 as opposed to 10, but then I wake up feeling sluggish and don't even WANT to do anything before I gotta leave for work at 11:30. Hell, its time to get dressed for work right now, so I won't even be able to read any replies till tonight or tomorrow! So ya'll can probably call me an ugly mutant zombie troll freak and I'd never even know it. That's life. Being miserable at your job is "life"? No. That's life for people who roll over and give up on thier hopes and dreams. Life is at the VERY least trying to achieve your life goals. I don't think I could live without passion for what I want to do (theatre, music, film and pro wrestling, for the record). I'll go until my heart stops.
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Post by Triple Kelly on Sept 22, 2008 23:18:53 GMT -5
To cheer you up
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Post by bigdaddyfive on Sept 23, 2008 2:08:19 GMT -5
I can sympathise with the original OP. I got a new (supposedly better) job about a month ago, which I posted on here, explaining my delight. A week later I'd left. Why? I realised my unhappiness was down to how confined (which often caused panic attacks) and meaningless work had become. Now, I understand "we need money", "get with the real world" and the other statements that come your way when you mention this is how you feel. Nearly all human beings go to work and don't really enjoy it there - but have an inner drive, a work ethic of providing for your family, yourself and your social / personal life. BUT there are some of us who just can't do that - even if it causes us massive problems. I've realised in recent works that, in effect, work was practically making me mentally ill. Which was mainly down to the fact of a personal regret that I never completed my A-Levels and went to University. At 25, I'd been having a midlife crisis since I was 18. I so badly wanted to return to College, to realise my eventual degree of studying English and Classical History at degree level - and then onto teaching, writing, exploring and generally creating a future for myself. A future I wanted - not a meaningless telephone-hawking job in an office. So I did it. For two weeks now I've been study an Access course at my local college. If I sound stuck up, then I do not apologise. I will have to suffer financially and lose many creature comforts that not working full-time brings. I'm gonna have to live back with my Dad. But I choose these sacrifices willingly for my own greater good. I am completely unable to work like other can, it goes against my whole being - why do something which makes you so unhappy and tired when thankfully, we live in a society where chances to change are TRULY possible. In short, I'm not preaching or pretending to be a changed man - these are my feellings, neither right nor wrong, and I understand completely how people feel differently. But in closing I've chosen to see it this way: Screw money. I'll manage. Screw full-time employment for someone else's benefit. I'll make my own living. Screw feeling like I'm trapped and miserable all the time. I'll change my life. Dude, you have no idea how much you just helped me right now. I too have a job that I work hard at...usually 8AM-4:30PM or so, sometimes later, sometimes earlier. And like Godz, I'm basically dead afterwards. And I've been trying to put my finger on why I've been so depressed lately. Reading your words on university sparked something. I went to college for one year, then dropped out. I've regretted finishing ever since. I don't have the money to be a full-time student right now, but I can take a course or 2. And I think that's what I may do now. That job I mentioned? I got fired today. Time to start. Thanks for the support, but it sounds like it was in you all along to make a difference to your life.
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Post by kretchpoof on Sept 23, 2008 3:02:43 GMT -5
Hey, you're making money, you still have your house, your girlfriend has huge breasts, and your penis hasn't been cut off by ninjas. Pretty good life if you ask me.
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