| I come from a long line of craftsmen. Dad builds stuff. Any stuff. If it is composed of at least two parts, he can put them together and have it work well. Opa restores antique clocks, gramophones and musical instruments. They've taught me my most important life lesson: Take pride in workmanship. It doesn't matter what you do - do it well and be proud of it.
I currently work in retail. I am very, very good at it. It's not glorious, I don't create anything, I don't really leave a mark on the world. But I'm good at what I do, and I can be proud of that. When someone comes in, not really sure what they want, I can help them find something that suits them. I can tell them how to install it, how to use it, how to make the most of it.
The BS I have to put up with, however, is quickly exceeding the joy I take from being very good at my job. Customers are ruder and more ingorant than usual lately. Managers, while unaccountable at best, are quickly becoming reprehensible. I'm fed up.
I have the opportunity to apply for a job where I can make much more money than I am now. Problem is, it's at a call center, activating celphones. It's hard to be particularily good at activating celphones. It's a job for a computer. I could program a computer to do it, and be proud of that. I'm not sure how I'd deal with doing a computer's job, even if it's full time (I'm currently part-time) and for significantly more money.
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