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I have been thinking, lately.
I've got a lot of time to think right now (because my head hurts, and so taking classes isn't going really fast. I'm making lists, because I'm a list kind of person, and lists help me figure things out.
Things that make me happy:
1. Writing
2. Sewing
3. Hanging out with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
argus7hills, just chilling
4. SCA Events
5. My kittens
6. My family
7. Blue jeans and bare feet
8. The high I get after exercising
9. Being out in nature
10. Sushi and really good food
11. Learning
Things that make me grit my teeth:
1. Stupid people and having to be polite to them when they're screaming at me
2. Being on someone else's schedule
3. Coworkers that don't pull their own weight
4. Being lied to
5. Not being able to fix problems that I can see the solutions for
6. Rude people
7. Close-minded, prejudiced people
8. Fanatics
9. Not getting the support I need to do my job, and then being blamed for the shortfalls I can't cover
I look at these lists and wonder. Why did I ever go into customer service? Other than the fact that I enjoy having a steady paycheck, vacation time and a good health plan, there's really nothing I enjoy about my job. At all. I like some of the people I work with, but others I would cheerfully drive a bus over.
When I was younger, just out of college, I figured I had all the time in the world to figure out what I wanted to be when I grew up. Customer service was a good job that gave me money, and let me do things I wanted on weekends. But now? I'm 34, and I'm getting into the mindset that if it doesn't give me at least a sense of satisfaction to do, then I shouldn't be doing it.
There's the other side of things too, though. I have a job, in a time when that's getting hard to say. I have bills that need to be paid, and this job does that. I have 8k that I will lose out of my 401k if I leave this company right now (not fully vested).
But I am not happy.
So, the result of this navel-gazing (and it is, it really is) is that I need to move on. I need to find a job, preferably within my company, where I deal with information rather than people. And I need to keep saving, so that I can work on getting to the point where I can afford to (possibly) live on a smaller paycheck to take a job that I enjoy.
Sorry for the introspection. It hits every once in a while.
I've got a lot of time to think right now (because my head hurts, and so taking classes isn't going really fast. I'm making lists, because I'm a list kind of person, and lists help me figure things out.
Things that make me happy:
1. Writing
2. Sewing
3. Hanging out with
argus7hills, just chilling4. SCA Events
5. My kittens
6. My family
7. Blue jeans and bare feet
8. The high I get after exercising
9. Being out in nature
10. Sushi and really good food
11. Learning
Things that make me grit my teeth:
1. Stupid people and having to be polite to them when they're screaming at me
2. Being on someone else's schedule
3. Coworkers that don't pull their own weight
4. Being lied to
5. Not being able to fix problems that I can see the solutions for
6. Rude people
7. Close-minded, prejudiced people
8. Fanatics
9. Not getting the support I need to do my job, and then being blamed for the shortfalls I can't cover
I look at these lists and wonder. Why did I ever go into customer service? Other than the fact that I enjoy having a steady paycheck, vacation time and a good health plan, there's really nothing I enjoy about my job. At all. I like some of the people I work with, but others I would cheerfully drive a bus over.
When I was younger, just out of college, I figured I had all the time in the world to figure out what I wanted to be when I grew up. Customer service was a good job that gave me money, and let me do things I wanted on weekends. But now? I'm 34, and I'm getting into the mindset that if it doesn't give me at least a sense of satisfaction to do, then I shouldn't be doing it.
There's the other side of things too, though. I have a job, in a time when that's getting hard to say. I have bills that need to be paid, and this job does that. I have 8k that I will lose out of my 401k if I leave this company right now (not fully vested).
But I am not happy.
So, the result of this navel-gazing (and it is, it really is) is that I need to move on. I need to find a job, preferably within my company, where I deal with information rather than people. And I need to keep saving, so that I can work on getting to the point where I can afford to (possibly) live on a smaller paycheck to take a job that I enjoy.
Sorry for the introspection. It hits every once in a while.
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