Sometimes I think my job is OK. It pays OK, and its only occasionally demanding. I’m quite comfortable. There are far worse things people have to do for jobs, or encounter in life. I find the environment counter productive sometimes, lots of niggles.
Distractions here and there, interruptions. I find that there isn’t really a time when you can plough through the work you have, partly because that isn’t very well defined at my level. There is quite a difference between what I could get away with, what I do and what I could do.
During the recent snow, when I and many others were limited to where they could go and how fast, it occurred to me what you’re supposed to do. Move.
To quoth Up in the Air, a mostly slightly above average movie - “Moving is living”
I think this is very true, it felt antiquated when I was restricted where I could go. The whole area is fairly restricted, but making an above average effort to get to where I work seemed a waste of energy. I work with computers, and I was clogging up the channels that were needed by doctors, nurses, policement when I should really have the capability to work from not only home, but a lot of the time, wherever I want.
A job, or something you do for a living, can be a grouping of people that can achieve far more together than individually.
That is the company you keep for a significant proportion of your life, the company you work for and works for you, it is what you do with your life. I want to be prouder of what I do with mine.
Turn on Radio 1: Scott Mills, instant off
Change to 6Music: Terrible DJ, lose will, stays on, but make other noise to drown it out