Work sucks.
Work really does suck.
This defect in our genepool which make us labour.
Work to feed the soul?
Work brings me nothing but angst and despair.
I could be spending my life doing what I really want, but instead I walk around the halls of my office carring blank papers and empty boxes, just to pretend that I do something.
You pretend working for 8 hours, and then you go home.
You wake up, you eat, you get to work, you go home, you eat again, you sleep, and guess what?
Then you work again.
Worst of all is, most places you work wants you to strive for personal development.
I don't want to evolve.
Hand me a job where nothing ever happens, and I have no obligations what so ever.
Maybe it's just me, but I'm really tired of working.
And I'm just 22. I've got a whole life of tiresome slavery ahead of me.
What about you?
If karma had a gun, I'd have a third eye and a losing conversation with Jesus.
I'm at work right now.
This is me being productive.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…
Ah, sweet apathy. I can’t even call in sick when I’m having a bad day.
I’ll just go back to shaking my head and laughing now…
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH…
Bradley St Paul
Too bad you're not a native american, they had the right idea about things.
And their right idea was...?
bradley, apathy destroys karma.
but then again, karma never did me any good.
If karma had a gun, I'd have a third eye and a losing conversation with Jesus.
Whatever, i'm retiring early anyway. F all that noise.
Um, I handed in my notice at work the other day.
At work now... waiting for the phones to start ringing and have to here people tattle on each other all day and get cursed at for something I didn't do... I like having a job and something to do every day but this one has brought me lower in spirits then I’ve ever been.
I can't fully understand people who says they want a job because they want something to do everyday or to feel productive.
Is your life honestly so empty that you'd rather resort to mindless droning 8 hours a day?
If karma had a gun, I'd have a third eye and a losing conversation with Jesus.
I'm currently in school as a computer engineering student, so....I can only imagine my life will be going downhill from here on out.

I love to work, I just tend to hate what I do. I've worked a 44 hour day, a 37 hour day, and countless 24 hour days, and most for little pay. But long hours for little money to work on a project that I enjoy is better than a typical 12-hour work day for a decent paycheck on a project that I've no interest in.
Call center jobs are never as exciting as Cold Calling makes it sound.
I have my nice little cube i spend a majority of my waking hours in. I converse more with disgruntled strangers than my friends and family.
This is how i spend the little bit of free time i can manage.
But shit at least i have a job.
Jobs really aren't that bad.
Suck it up.
There's a real easy solution here RROWDY (and might I add your current apathetic posting is doing your name no justice what so ever.) Anyway, I digress; my point was there is a real easy solution here, quit, just quit tomorrow, simple.
Walk into your work and quit, cause I bet every single day some asshole tries to grind you down, tries to get you to meet targets and all you want to do is grab his stupid little head and scream "THERES MORE TO LIFE THAN THIS GODDAMMIT THERES MORE!!" right?
And every night when you get home you're so tired; probably you don't even really do what you enjoy 'cause you're mentally and emotionally fatigued by having to walk around all day and bite your fucking tongue, you're so fatigued because you use every iota of strength not to walk out of that place, right?
Like I said though, simply quit?
Thing is though, you won't quit, in fact you'll probably waste away your days in there 'cause what will happen is this board, you’re posting on right now, will be cathartic for you, it will make you feel better about yourself. Everyone saying shit like "man, me 2." and you know what will happen you'll fall asleep thinking "at least those guys understand me." right?
Then maybe you'll meet some friends and talk plans about getting a new job, but it will never happen, 'cause the very day dream and discussion of getting a new job that will pull you away from shithole of work place is again cathartic in itself. And you know what RROWDY FUCK THAT! Quit, stop talking about it and actually do it! You can be happy, just quit, what’s the worst that could happen, honestly? What could you fuck up so badly at the age of 22 that you couldn’t fix later in life, I’ll tell you what. NOTHING! Live a little.
"If there's one thing you can say about mankind, there's nothing kind about man." - Tom Waits
Is your life honestly so empty that you'd rather resort to mindless droning 8 hours a day?
When you like your job, you want to work. Sorry your life sucks.
There is hope, but not for us.
It's not working. It's dying.
Spend 4 or 5 years sleeping outside and eating out of trashcans, then figure out how to make a living doing what you want. 22 is your highpoint; don't waste it complaining.
"Tuffy, you're a Dalek, but only because you're only being kept alive by metal, science and hatred." - ScubaSteve1729
Tuffy is exactly right. 22 is the perfect age to go out and be homeless for a while.
I started that gig when I was 17 and RROWDY it's character building. Do it, then talk about your job. Dude, I work a shitty job but I know where I want to be and every waking minute when i'm not working my shitty job i'm doing everything within my power to get there. So man up, knuckle down and find out what you want to do.
"If there's one thing you can say about mankind, there's nothing kind about man." - Tom Waits
I had a similar conversation the other night with a guy at work who was complaining about the job. He's new in the industry, and he wasn't happy with the trajectory of his life. The gist is, I just finished up a job that was far below my experience level, the pay was shit, and the hours were rough, but everyday I got home I was thankful I had a job, and when I wasn't working, I spend my time trying to progress other projects that I want to do, whether it's writing, editing, or whatever. That's something I couldn't have done 10 years ago when I was 20, but it's something I've figured out how to do in the past decade. Learn to put up with shit but never lose sight of what you want to accomplish, and figure out how to make those work together.
Call center jobs are never as exciting as Cold Calling makes it sound.
I have my nice little cube i spend a majority of my waking hours in. I converse more with disgruntled strangers than my friends and family.
This is how i spend the little bit of free time i can manage.
But shit at least i have a job.
I might have to PM you later. I was attempting to set up my new comcast digital box things and couldn't get any of the remote controls to program to my TV's.

i've usually had jobs that I've loved and that further my interests. So jane is right. When you like what you do, you want to work. It gives you pleasure, and money!

Brentinlouis Wrote: What was that rule about being intentionally annoying?
I've never worked, it's against god.
This defect in our genepool which make us labour.
Work to feed the soul?
Work brings me nothing but angst and despair.
I could be spending my life doing what I really want, but instead I walk around the halls of my office carring blank papers and empty boxes, just to pretend that I do something.
You pretend working for 8 hours, and then you go home.
You wake up, you eat, you get to work, you go home, you eat again, you sleep, and guess what?
Then you work again.
Worst of all is, most places you work wants you to strive for personal development.
I don't want to evolve.
Hand me a job where nothing ever happens, and I have no obligations what so ever.
Maybe it's just me, but I'm really tired of working.
And I'm just 22. I've got a whole life of tiresome slavery ahead of me.
What about you?
Seriously? You're fucking 22 and you're complaining because you carry empty boxes around all day at work? You have no idea how badly I want to throw a cinder block right square in your face right now.
Tom is exactly right, too. In fact, everyone in this thread has been exactly right. Except Tonya, because god doesn't exist.
One thing I like about writing is how easy it is to sneak it into shit jobs. At Wal-Mart, I'd write story chunks on the back of register receipt paper. When I upgraded to a for-real office job, I'd just type away, like I was doing reports, but I was actually emailing story things to myself. If you don't love your job, find ways to subvert it. Office droning is one of the easiest jobs to find ways to do what you want and still look busy.
When I was doing inventory, I'd written half a novel on those little yellow slips of paper we're supposed to use to mark our progress with. Also, poetry, lyrics, script ideas, short stories, and anything else I could think to write. Office Droning has some perks, though. Most of the time, free copy machines and free shipping. Working late shifts at hotels was also good, I had about 4 total hours of work to do spread out over an 8 hour shift, so I was able to write out story beats on index cards, and then take a 15 minute break to go lock up the swimming pool. Then, more story work, and a 15 minute break to brew some coffee for the morning rush. Just learn to utilize your work space to progress your art, and you'll do fine.
Is your life honestly so empty that you'd rather resort to mindless droning 8 hours a day?
Well, yeah?! I just moved here, I have zero friends except for my boyfriend and I just sit at home all day.
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ALSO! Everything in this country is expensive as shit. I'm gonna run out of money at some point in the near future.
I want to be your medicine
I want to feed the sparrow in your heart
Do they call you wetback ?

Martin Barker, dude, you're right.
I should, and I want to.
I just need to grow a pair, cause as of now, I just keep thinking that everything will get fucked up beyond recognition.
I can see how I've infuriated (spelling?) most of you,
and yes, I should be happy that I have a job.
Imke, never meant to offend you.
And yes, Norway is so fucking expensive I get constipated everytime I go for a beer.
The only thing I do here is work, like you I haven't had the time to make any friends yet, except at my workplace.
Despite this, I lash out and hate the only thing I really have here, right now:
my work.
And yes Random Stranger, I do improve my art.
I halfway through my first "real" novel which, so it has done me good.
Thanks for bringing me down to earth.
I might have been a bit pessimistic.
If karma had a gun, I'd have a third eye and a losing conversation with Jesus.
Dude I nearly died when I read that, that's funny shit (No sarcasm implied.)
Probably the best advice you will hear. Just find a way to fit what you want to do around your job, and you'll be fine.
"If there's one thing you can say about mankind, there's nothing kind about man." - Tom Waits
I'm at work now...
Work is an 8 hour interruption to an otherwise excellent day.
Try not being able to work. Even if you still get a good compensation check every month. Everyone will look down upon you. You can say well fuck them, i'll do what I want with the money blah blah blah. But ten years later when you see everyone move up and get better jobs you will wish something better than sitting around and doing occupations.
My friends don't get that either. They think sleeping all day and still getting paid every month till you die, is the best thing ever.
Is fucking boring and pathetic. Do something with your life. Doing nothing is not everything.
Although I must admit that going crazy has been the best career move considering how jobs pay right now.
So...We are still going to die. Right?
My friends don't get that either. They think sleeping all day and still getting paid every month till you die, is the best thing ever.
Is fucking boring and pathetic. Do something with your life. Doing nothing is not everything.
Although I must admit that going crazy has been the best career move considering how jobs pay right now.
I "went crazy" a while back and found myself getting paid to stay at home for about 6 months. I could have gotten long term disability but I was worried I would lose my house if I did. Looking back, I should have applied for it anyway. I rushed myself back to work and ended up unemployed 5 months later.
Is your life honestly so empty that you'd rather resort to mindless droning 8 hours a day?
Well, yeah?! I just moved here, I have zero friends except for my boyfriend and I just sit at home all day.
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ALSO! Everything in this country is expensive as shit. I'm gonna run out of money at some point in the near future.
I feel for you - this was me until the end of February. Although living costs weren't expensive the fact that I didn't have a job (and still don't incidentally) was(/is) a constant stress. I ended up getting eczema because of it. As I didn't know anyone and I only really spoke to my boyfriend, aside from phoning friends 213 miles away or brief interactions with the postman or the dipshit refusing me money at the job centre. Then again, it was my choice to move away.
Perhaps you could learn some new skills (computer programs, languages etc) to make you more employable? I don't know what resources there are for this where you are, but this is what I'm trying to do.
Since moving home I've registered with an employment agency and they are pretty confident they can give me temp work. It will probably be data entry or secretarial stuff but at least I won't feel like I'm wasting my life away any longer...



I really want a job and do something productive.
I want to be your medicine
I want to feed the sparrow in your heart