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Post by "Playboy" Don Douglas on Dec 18, 2010 2:58:34 GMT -5
Man, I would kill just to even HAVE a job right now. I'd gladly accept an office job, as boring as they may be. Boring wasn't the problem for me. I could handle boring. We were even allowed to bring iPods, etc. and listen to headphones. So I listened to a lot of music and wrestling podcasts & documentaries. So at first, things weren't so bad. Boring, but boring is manageable. Then, after a time of doing such tedious and simple work non-stop, it was almost as if I could feel myself getting dumber. "Huh," I thought, because I knew I actually wasn't. Then a while after that, the bored, detached, "almost dead inside" feeling that I had at work began to pass into the time I wasn't at work. I was surrounded by people who I would never want to talk to, so I never did. Unfortunately, the schedule and commute meant I almost never had the time to see people I did want to speak to. Friends, family, all falling by the wayside. There was no time to do anything before or after work, even something as simple as watch movies. So when the weekend came around, when we weren't working overtime, it was a mad dash to do the things that had to be done, see family, see friends, and just relax a bit without having to drive about an hour each way to a place that was slowly driving me insane. So as far as actually "doing stuff," it still never really happened because I was having to play catch-up. After a little over 2 years of nothing but going to work, doing mind numbing tedious work all day, constantly feeling that layoffs were right around the corner, dealing with bosses who changed their minds every other day on how things were supposed to be done (meaning everything that had already been done and sent out was wrong and most likely going to be sent back to be done over), being surrounded by idiotic co-workers who gossiped worse than any high school kids or old ladies I've ever seen, being expected to be there regardless of illness or injury ( I seriously saw people who should have been in the hospital dragging themselves to work because they'd be fired if they didn't), being expected to be there regardless of road conditions (the local roads receive very little attention in winter. Many of them are also lacking guard rails, with rather steep drops. And curves. Lots of curves. Afraid you'll slide off the road and die if you try to come to work? I quote one of the main bosses: "We didn't tell you to live there.")...and going back home, I finally arrived at a point where I was having to set my alarm early because I knew I'd have to spend half an hour giving myself a pep talk just to get out of bed. My depression, which had faded to a distant memory, began coming back. I started having random panic attacks again. When I was finally let go (for not being able to make it to work after an ice storm) these problems all went away again. So yeah. I can handle boredom. But that shit was ridiculous.
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Post by percymania on Dec 18, 2010 3:02:51 GMT -5
Office Space is one of the funniest movies ever, until you work in a place like that. Then, you realize the movie is pretty much exactly how it is to work in a hell-hole like that. The satire dissapears, it practically becomes a documentary. I have seen it , for some reason I thought the show The office was mentioned (i've never seen it ). Office space is a great movie, because a lot of what is portrayed in that movie is pretty accurate about office work. I just hope this dosent happen to me My god... I've never seen that video before. It's awesome. There are so many things to love. Like... - Guy who he first flips out on looks to be an overweight manager type. He looks like the type of guy that would get on my nerves too - fat bastard trying to micromanage everything and always acting superior. - So many people standing around and watching. Some are probably scared, but some are probably loving every minute of it, as they probably hate the place too. - Guy who is recording everything on his cell phone camera. - The guy freaking out just doing epic damage to the place and falling on his ass a couple times. - Going after the copier. How classic. There's not a copier in America that doesn't piss people off. - Guy in suit (likely a top manager) appears and is the only one trying to stop him. He does okay in the face of such anger. The only thing I didn't like was he looked to throw his monitor at a woman. That's may have been uncalled for. You want to hurt a woman? Just insult them. Physical assault is just wrong.
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Post by Evil Homer on Dec 18, 2010 3:22:12 GMT -5
Glad you're happier E.H. Hope you find your perfect job sooner rather than later. thank you, i wish the same for everyone on here ,
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Post by Evil Homer on Dec 18, 2010 3:23:22 GMT -5
I have seen it , for some reason I thought the show The office was mentioned (i've never seen it ). Office space is a great movie, because a lot of what is portrayed in that movie is pretty accurate about office work. I just hope this dosent happen to me My god... I've never seen that video before. It's awesome. There are so many things to love. Like... - Guy who he first flips out on looks to be an overweight manager type. He looks like the type of guy that would get on my nerves too - fat bastard trying to micromanage everything and always acting superior. - So many people standing around and watching. Some are probably scared, but some are probably loving every minute of it, as they probably hate the place too. - Guy who is recording everything on his cell phone camera. - The guy freaking out just doing epic damage to the place and falling on his ass a couple times. - Going after the copier. How classic. There's not a copier in America that doesn't piss people off. - Guy in suit (likely a top manager) appears and is the only one trying to stop him. He does okay in the face of such anger. The only thing I didn't like was he looked to throw his monitor at a woman. That's may have been uncalled for. You want to hurt a woman? Just insult them. Physical assault is just wrong. here it is from a different angle
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Post by Chuckie Finster on Dec 18, 2010 3:44:43 GMT -5
I just started as a night auditor for a big time resort in the mountains. It's a LLC and family-owned so that helps a lot. No needless micro-managing or corporate policies. The owner lives on the property and he's a cool guy. They just announced profits were up this year so many of the perks that were cut two years ago were restored. The only negative is that since I'm new, I didn't get a Christmas bonus. Also, it's the same routine every night, but I got tons of down-time with no governor here so I chill out a lot waiting for something to happen.
Earlier this year I worked for the Federal Government on the 2010 Census. It's amazing how much money they waste and how black and white some policies were. It was always interesting and I was fine with it, but I couldn' imagine being a manager or area supervisor. They got it the worst since they were the middle men.
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Post by percymania on Dec 18, 2010 3:57:23 GMT -5
nice... second angle was from guy with the camera phone I mentioned. How cool. And they are Asian! You couldn't tell that from the original video at all. Great stuff.
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Post by theryno665 on Dec 18, 2010 10:53:35 GMT -5
Honestly, I would love a data entry, cubicle-type job. All my work has been in customer service and I HATE it. Actually, I don't mind what I do now because I don't have to deal with customers all the time but the pay and the hours (especially now, as it always dies down in Winter and is completely dead after the holidays) mean that I just barely make enough to pay bills and stay fed.
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Post by Evil Homer on Dec 18, 2010 19:06:51 GMT -5
Honestly, I would love a data entry, cubicle-type job. All my work has been in customer service and I HATE it. Actually, I don't mind what I do now because I don't have to deal with customers all the time but the pay and the hours (especially now, as it always dies down in Winter and is completely dead after the holidays) mean that I just barely make enough to pay bills and stay fed. its easier said than done, not saying CS jobs are any better or worse(as i have never had one), just saying data entry is very boring, pointless, and will drive you insane. I can tolerate 2-3 hours of it, but 8 hours straight was such torture. I have been working for six years , almost consistently and had several jobs- this one was the absolute worst. I just got a job by the way , working for a friend who dj's different places. The pays not so good, but we get fed everywhere- and the work is not boring, or demoralizing. Its actually pretty fun.
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Post by darthalexander on Dec 19, 2010 1:31:02 GMT -5
To say I hate my job doesn't even begin to cover it. I don't even know how to describe it well enough to make anyone here really FEEL how awful it is. Soul-crushing and demoralizing is just the tip of the iceberg. There is no job satisfaction to be had. You do not go home after a long day's work feeling like you've accomplished anything. Depression, anxiety, stress, exhaustion and shell-shock are the rewards. I have been lied to, conned, called names, accused of things, screamed at, insulted in all kinds of languages, ignored, put-down, and so on...sometimes all in one day. I've been accused of corruption, racism, male chauvinism, had my family insulted, etc. I haven't been physically attacked yet but that's probably because I'm so big. I wouldn't even be surprised if I'm shot someday. My job? Daycare worker. I work in the front office. You would not believe some of the stories I could tell. Are the pay and benefits good or do you have physical limitations? I know I might be jumping to conclusions and easier said then done but why don't you quit? I have to admit partial blame for this. I'm not happy and I should move on (should have moved on years ago). I'd like to get into Illustration actually. Something I should have done ages ago. I'm my own worst enemy and I need to fix that.
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Post by potpie on Dec 19, 2010 16:05:59 GMT -5
This is essentially my job. It's nice because...you get a paycheck. But sucks because it's a half-hour from home, you have incompetent bosses and people who think they're bosses, you work side-by-side with people who got their GED just for the public assistance (despite the fact you have twice the education, and yet you make the same wage), plus you do the same thing day in and day out. And my company wonders why obesity, depression, diabetes, high blood pressure, workplace rage, and apathy runs so rampant.
This clip by Chris Rock sums up what I feel about my job (swear warning):
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Post by Red Impact on Dec 19, 2010 16:20:23 GMT -5
I ended up quitting my job earlier to go back to school. I mean, I got a decent paycheck, but there were a lot of other things that dragged me down
- I had to work nights way too often, and I'm a morning person - Our industry is dying, so no pay increase and huge chunks of our staff were being laid off at regular intervals - I had no room for advancement, could never get full time and thus, could never get full benefits. - No weekends/holidays off. Didn't have a real vacation in 3 years - It was dangerous, it required me to come in (and go out) in the worst weather and sit around in rather bad places to be sitting around in - Everyone outside the job I worked in pretty much hated us - I'd get a days worth of worked dropped on me as soon as I came in, which usually meant I had an hour to do it. This is in addition to stuff that came up while I was on the shift
So yeah, I can feel sympathy for hating a job, even in a bad economy.
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Post by Mattification on Dec 19, 2010 17:25:25 GMT -5
Oddly enough I gave my work a week's notice today. Feels like a ton weight of my chest.
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Post by Evil Homer on Dec 19, 2010 18:38:52 GMT -5
I ended up quitting my job earlier to go back to school. I mean, I got a decent paycheck, but there were a lot of other things that dragged me down - I had to work nights way too often, and I'm a morning person - Our industry is dying, so no pay increase and huge chunks of our staff were being laid off at regular intervals - I had no room for advancement, could never get full time and thus, could never get full benefits. - No weekends/holidays off. Didn't have a real vacation in 3 years - It was dangerous, it required me to come in (and go out) in the worst weather and sit around in rather bad places to be sitting around in - Everyone outside the job I worked in pretty much hated us - I'd get a days worth of worked dropped on me as soon as I came in, which usually meant I had an hour to do it. This is in addition to stuff that came up while I was on the shift So yeah, I can feel sympathy for hating a job, even in a bad economy. night shifts are the worst, the time just does not pass
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Post by Red Impact on Dec 19, 2010 19:16:55 GMT -5
I ended up quitting my job earlier to go back to school. I mean, I got a decent paycheck, but there were a lot of other things that dragged me down - I had to work nights way too often, and I'm a morning person - Our industry is dying, so no pay increase and huge chunks of our staff were being laid off at regular intervals - I had no room for advancement, could never get full time and thus, could never get full benefits. - No weekends/holidays off. Didn't have a real vacation in 3 years - It was dangerous, it required me to come in (and go out) in the worst weather and sit around in rather bad places to be sitting around in - Everyone outside the job I worked in pretty much hated us - I'd get a days worth of worked dropped on me as soon as I came in, which usually meant I had an hour to do it. This is in addition to stuff that came up while I was on the shift So yeah, I can feel sympathy for hating a job, even in a bad economy. night shifts are the worst, the time just does not pass Except when your standing around a crime scene and can hear gunshots. Actually... even then they don't pass enough. Especially then.
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Post by zeez on Dec 19, 2010 19:29:47 GMT -5
I just want to say that if it makes you feel better, I hate your job too.
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Post by Mozenrath on Dec 20, 2010 1:46:43 GMT -5
Man, I would kill just to even HAVE a job right now. I'd gladly accept an office job, as boring as they may be. Boring wasn't the problem for me. I could handle boring. We were even allowed to bring iPods, etc. and listen to headphones. So I listened to a lot of music and wrestling podcasts & documentaries. So at first, things weren't so bad. Boring, but boring is manageable. Then, after a time of doing such tedious and simple work non-stop, it was almost as if I could feel myself getting dumber. "Huh," I thought, because I knew I actually wasn't. Then a while after that, the bored, detached, "almost dead inside" feeling that I had at work began to pass into the time I wasn't at work. I was surrounded by people who I would never want to talk to, so I never did. Unfortunately, the schedule and commute meant I almost never had the time to see people I did want to speak to. Friends, family, all falling by the wayside. There was no time to do anything before or after work, even something as simple as watch movies. So when the weekend came around, when we weren't working overtime, it was a mad dash to do the things that had to be done, see family, see friends, and just relax a bit without having to drive about an hour each way to a place that was slowly driving me insane. So as far as actually "doing stuff," it still never really happened because I was having to play catch-up. After a little over 2 years of nothing but going to work, doing mind numbing tedious work all day, constantly feeling that layoffs were right around the corner, dealing with bosses who changed their minds every other day on how things were supposed to be done (meaning everything that had already been done and sent out was wrong and most likely going to be sent back to be done over), being surrounded by idiotic co-workers who gossiped worse than any high school kids or old ladies I've ever seen, being expected to be there regardless of illness or injury ( I seriously saw people who should have been in the hospital dragging themselves to work because they'd be fired if they didn't), being expected to be there regardless of road conditions (the local roads receive very little attention in winter. Many of them are also lacking guard rails, with rather steep drops. And curves. Lots of curves. Afraid you'll slide off the road and die if you try to come to work? I quote one of the main bosses: "We didn't tell you to live there.")...and going back home, I finally arrived at a point where I was having to set my alarm early because I knew I'd have to spend half an hour giving myself a pep talk just to get out of bed. My depression, which had faded to a distant memory, began coming back. I started having random panic attacks again. When I was finally let go (for not being able to make it to work after an ice storm) these problems all went away again. So yeah. I can handle boredom. But that s*** was ridiculous. Criminy. I'm glad you left that job, this seriously sounds like the kind of thing that could have easily destroyed your life if it continued. If nothing else, maybe enough to make you go on that winding road and ask yourself "What if I DON'T turn this time?"
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Post by A Dubya (El Hombre Muerto) on Dec 20, 2010 4:10:52 GMT -5
I have been in a similar situation where I would just be exhausted upon coming home, have almost no time to talk to close friends, girlfriends, or family members, and just feel like getting drunk or high every night after I left work. The pay was almost totally a salary wage, and it was lame, the people I worked with were greedy assholes who wanted me to cover for other people who didn't show up, yet did not want to pay me for doing so, and I felt like I was treated differently because of my race and age. I was so depressed, because all of the things I worked so tirelessly over were largely unappreciated. I kept the job for about a year. Why? Because I had nothing else, and before that, I was out of work for around 6 months.
I thought I did everything right, but it seems like I can never truly get anywhere as far as a career path. When I was young, I was told to go to school, try my best to do well and/or get good grades, go to college, graduate and find a career. I did all of that, and it seems like I would be better off if I had just decided to skip all that and sell drugs. At least with dong that, there is always a demand for it, and in some circles, you'd be more respected for that than being a teacher.
I don't know. I'm not trying to say I endorse that, but some days, I just feel like putting so much of myself into a job for so marginal of an outcome isn't the way to live. I have had several jobs where I literally could have died just driving to and from work in the winter (I live in Michigan). At some point, I just ask myself: was all the time, money and effort I put into obtaining a degree in higher education even worth it?
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Post by Evil Homer on Dec 20, 2010 10:22:19 GMT -5
I have been in a similar situation where I would just be exhausted upon coming home, have almost no time to talk to close friends, girlfriends, or family members, and just feel like getting drunk or high every night after I left work. The pay was almost totally a salary wage, and it was lame, the people I worked with were greedy assholes who wanted me to cover for other people who didn't show up, yet did not want to pay me for doing so, and I felt like I was treated differently because of my race and age. I was so depressed, because all of the things I worked so tirelessly over were largely unappreciated. I kept the job for about a year. Why? Because I had nothing else, and before that, I was out of work for around 6 months. I thought I did everything right, but it seems like I can never truly get anywhere as far as a career path. When I was young, I was told to go to school, try my best to do well and/or get good grades, go to college, graduate and find a career. I did all of that, and it seems like I would be better off if I had just decided to skip all that and sell drugs. At least with dong that, there is always a demand for it, and in some circles, you'd be more respected for that than being a teacher. I don't know. I'm not trying to say I endorse that, but some days, I just feel like putting so much of myself into a job for so marginal of an outcome isn't the way to live. I have had several jobs where I literally could have died just driving to and from work in the winter (I live in Michigan). At some point, I just ask myself: was all the time, money and effort I put into obtaining a degree in higher education even worth it? its very unfortunate , but getting a degree is not really as helpful as it is having connections.
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Post by Klutch on Dec 20, 2010 11:03:04 GMT -5
I have been in a similar situation where I would just be exhausted upon coming home, have almost no time to talk to close friends, girlfriends, or family members, and just feel like getting drunk or high every night after I left work. The pay was almost totally a salary wage, and it was lame, the people I worked with were greedy assholes who wanted me to cover for other people who didn't show up, yet did not want to pay me for doing so, and I felt like I was treated differently because of my race and age. I was so depressed, because all of the things I worked so tirelessly over were largely unappreciated. I kept the job for about a year. Why? Because I had nothing else, and before that, I was out of work for around 6 months. I thought I did everything right, but it seems like I can never truly get anywhere as far as a career path. When I was young, I was told to go to school, try my best to do well and/or get good grades, go to college, graduate and find a career. I did all of that, and it seems like I would be better off if I had just decided to skip all that and sell drugs. At least with dong that, there is always a demand for it, and in some circles, you'd be more respected for that than being a teacher. I don't know. I'm not trying to say I endorse that, but some days, I just feel like putting so much of myself into a job for so marginal of an outcome isn't the way to live. I have had several jobs where I literally could have died just driving to and from work in the winter (I live in Michigan). At some point, I just ask myself: was all the time, money and effort I put into obtaining a degree in higher education even worth it? its very unfortunate , but getting a degree is not really as helpful as it is having connections. This man speaks the truth, trust me I know.
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