While talking about my daily life I suppose it’s only fitting that I mention work. The two are, after all, pretty much one in the same. Today, for example, I got out of bed at 5:00 am. I got ready for work, drove to work, worked and then drove home. The clock read something around 5:45 pm after this was all said and done.
I will try to drag myself to bed sometime between 9:00 pm and 10:00 pm in order to prepare for the next dreaded 4:30 am wake up call. This means 75 – 80 percent of my waking day is spent doing something at least quasi work related. During winter this also means I only see my home shrouded in darkness (during the week anyway). Blgh.
I work for a big company at a job behind a desk. I crunch numbers. I reply to emails. I go to meetings, and I write reports. And let’s just be real here. I don’t love it. Oftentimes I feel trapped inside a Dilbert cartoon. Or a scene from Office Space.
But this is what I do. Because there is one thing about my job I like very much. And that is my paycheck.
This is also why I find the “occupy” movement particularly annoying. Believe me. I wouldn’t mind going camping with my friends while someone else earned my paycheck for me. And as far as I can tell, that’s their objective – cash handouts. I mean I like to complain as much as the next guy, but shouldn’t there be some kind of goal to a massive nation wide protest?