Sent to I, Anonymous:
Work, I hate you. I know I should feel grateful in these times that I have you…but the only reason I’m staying with you is out of fear and the reality that I don’t know if there is something that can replace you. When you ask me if I love you, I say ‘of course, baby,’ because I am utterly and completely dependent on you. When you demand I spend more time with you, I’ll go out of my way to find ways to spend less time with you. I’ve always said I wouldn’t stay with you for the money. But here I find myself with you for the paycheck. Fuck you, work.
“Hammering in the Fog” by seattlescott from The Stranger‘s flickr pool.
Amen baby, amen. The only reason I took a fucking contract after I got laid-off last month: THE MONEY. God knows there is no other reason to work at least in this kind of job.
I feel bad for people who hate their jobs, especially in this market when there’s not great opportunities to move around.
I love my job – I work my ass off, and get compensated well for it, but love it.
The only reason I’m still at my job is because if I quit I won’t get unemployment. I hear there are more layoffs at the end of April and I’m crossing my fingers.
Oh, amen and amen. I HATE my graduate assistantship, and should I meet another, I’ll leave. But in the meantime.
I’m totally in the same boat. My gf is currently jobless as well, so it’s up to me to cover the rent/bills until she finds something that pays well enough for me to move on.
“if your work isn’t what you love, then something isn’t right” – d. byrne
easier said than done.
Yeah, is it sacrilegious to WANT to be layed off? I feel bad for feeling that way, but my job really really sucks.
At least I don’t have to have sex with my work or watch it chew its food with its mouth open.
8: Getting fucked without having sex is no consolation.
totally agree. I used to be busy busy busy at work until a couple of months ago. Everything just stopped at once. At least I still get a paycheck, but I am going insane with boredom!
I completely agree, except one major difference: as a dedicated public servant and community activist, I have LOTS of work that I love -but it’s all (or mostly) volunteer. I am looking at an internship that would pay more than my current job. The catch? Benefits. In our fucked system, I could live on next to nothing, but if I had a major illness (like I did last year), I’d be totally screwed. Work, I’m with you right now not for the promises of money to make to me, but that golden health care package you bring. And I loathe you for that.
@2: Fuck you.
word.
I had a job that I hated, then I lost it last week, now I wish I had a job. Misery either way. Life is fucked.
Dear Anonymous: you’re a whore. Maybe now you’ll have some empathy for those call girls who advertise in the back of the Stranger, huh?
Ditto, while it’s great to think everyone should be doing something they love it’s overwhelming that the majority of us are only showing up to work to keep a roof over our head. The things I want to do aren’t profitable unless you don’t mind a shit covered nose, and I will not sacrifice my dignity just to appease assholes.
“I don’t know if there is something that can replace you”
You know, it IS possible to find that out without quitting your job.
I like the work I do, most days I enjoy my job, but I still hate having to get up and go there. If I could work my own hours, or work from home, my job would be perfect, but telecommuting or non-standard schedules freak my boss out.