Namaste. Welcome to my blog. Thanks for taking time out of your busy day as I explore getting a job.
We human beings are they only species on this planet that work in the sense of going to a job. We can create, we can construct, and we can imagine greater things and progress as a species. We also, however, have ego, which often screws up our perceptions of the world around us.
Right, wrong, or otherwise, the designed society we live in requires money. We must go do a job (often for someone else to profit from), and we must work to make money to pay bills like food, water, clothing, auto, insurance, taxes, shelter, electricity, Internet, cable, etc... It is indeed our very own survival mechanism within our brains that make us function this way.
So what do we do? We go to school. We get training. We get a job. We learn to pay bills and become a part of the perpetual never-ending cycle of commercialism, consumerism, and dependence. Because without a job, there's no money, no food, no clothing, no shelter, no anything. Enter the dog eat dog world of business.
I've had a lot of time in the last year to think about this. Well, technically it's been well over a year since this journey really started in December of 2015. I had people tell me that there are not opportunities. I couldn't believe that. I grabbed the opportunity to go back to school and hit the ground running. Now it's nice to see some pay off for all the effort. I love food. I always have. But now I remember why I left the food industry so many times before. It is a sometimes thankless job with a LOT of work for NOT A LOT of pay. It's easy for blue and white collar folks to look down on the humble food service worker, but I need to tell you something REAL about this industry. Many will tell you and portray food service workers as unintelligent and unambitious, but I beg to differ. Then again, there are really dumb asses everywhere working in every field, so as with many things, it is just a matter of perspective. In reality, the job of a food service employee is very difficult. It's a huge pain in the ass to deal with pissy customers that are angry and not easily satisfied.
I personally chose to work in that industry because it was a good backup plan to have skills to fall back upon in times of unemployment. NOW, however, I have more experience, more skills, and more ambition. Plus on top of all that, I'm an adult with 3 kids. I have goals daily, weekly, monthly, yearly, and long term. Keeps me sane. I spent a lot of time as a younger person being pissed off about a LOT of things, yelling at the universe for change, and being angry that the change wasn't happening soon enough for my tastes. Realization came to me a couple of years ago when I realized that I was only one person, and no one had appointed me to be the "cause head" bandwagon leader of the revolution. I thought that shouting and being angry was going to effect change. Little did I know at those younger times is that the only person I can change is ME. I had a choice. Lots of them. Among the other choices I had to make, I could either keep working in shitty, low wage, high stress jobs that left me feeling unsatisfied and depressed... OR... I could take responsibility for my future. I had goals, but didn't have a plan on how to reach those goals. Yes, life was indeed cyclical and eerily similar to deja vu at times. I certainly felt like I had done this before when I went back to school last year. I received training in the Navy many years before and transitioned to a good paying job in the civilian market, but a bad experience left me jaded for a while. Life came in a full circle to tell me that I was supposed to do this. If I had gotten the message up front, despite the years of my life that ticked by, for one, I wouldn't have appreciated or understood or probably even believed my future self. Things happened the way they were supposed to happen for a reason. The reason was to learn the lesson. The reason was to evolve and to grow as a person.
I suppose there is a lesson of faith to be remembered here. It's easy to lose faith when you cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's difficult to find the silver lining at times. When we see the fruits of our labors come to fruition There may be times in life, especially in the corporate work settings, where we go long periods of time without many thanks or feelings of appreciation, but the hard work IS worth it.
If you just want a McJob, then there are places for that, but if you have ambition and goals, then I encourage you to follow your dream whether you are 18, 37, 50, or however old. With inflation and taxation, a basic minimum wage job is no longer effective to feed, clothe, shelter, and raise a family on. Seek out scholarships, grants, or maybe even loans if you need more training and need to go back to school. It isn't easy, but it is worth it.
This has been the one and only Quiet Mouse.
We human beings are they only species on this planet that work in the sense of going to a job. We can create, we can construct, and we can imagine greater things and progress as a species. We also, however, have ego, which often screws up our perceptions of the world around us.
Right, wrong, or otherwise, the designed society we live in requires money. We must go do a job (often for someone else to profit from), and we must work to make money to pay bills like food, water, clothing, auto, insurance, taxes, shelter, electricity, Internet, cable, etc... It is indeed our very own survival mechanism within our brains that make us function this way.
So what do we do? We go to school. We get training. We get a job. We learn to pay bills and become a part of the perpetual never-ending cycle of commercialism, consumerism, and dependence. Because without a job, there's no money, no food, no clothing, no shelter, no anything. Enter the dog eat dog world of business.
I've had a lot of time in the last year to think about this. Well, technically it's been well over a year since this journey really started in December of 2015. I had people tell me that there are not opportunities. I couldn't believe that. I grabbed the opportunity to go back to school and hit the ground running. Now it's nice to see some pay off for all the effort. I love food. I always have. But now I remember why I left the food industry so many times before. It is a sometimes thankless job with a LOT of work for NOT A LOT of pay. It's easy for blue and white collar folks to look down on the humble food service worker, but I need to tell you something REAL about this industry. Many will tell you and portray food service workers as unintelligent and unambitious, but I beg to differ. Then again, there are really dumb asses everywhere working in every field, so as with many things, it is just a matter of perspective. In reality, the job of a food service employee is very difficult. It's a huge pain in the ass to deal with pissy customers that are angry and not easily satisfied.
I personally chose to work in that industry because it was a good backup plan to have skills to fall back upon in times of unemployment. NOW, however, I have more experience, more skills, and more ambition. Plus on top of all that, I'm an adult with 3 kids. I have goals daily, weekly, monthly, yearly, and long term. Keeps me sane. I spent a lot of time as a younger person being pissed off about a LOT of things, yelling at the universe for change, and being angry that the change wasn't happening soon enough for my tastes. Realization came to me a couple of years ago when I realized that I was only one person, and no one had appointed me to be the "cause head" bandwagon leader of the revolution. I thought that shouting and being angry was going to effect change. Little did I know at those younger times is that the only person I can change is ME. I had a choice. Lots of them. Among the other choices I had to make, I could either keep working in shitty, low wage, high stress jobs that left me feeling unsatisfied and depressed... OR... I could take responsibility for my future. I had goals, but didn't have a plan on how to reach those goals. Yes, life was indeed cyclical and eerily similar to deja vu at times. I certainly felt like I had done this before when I went back to school last year. I received training in the Navy many years before and transitioned to a good paying job in the civilian market, but a bad experience left me jaded for a while. Life came in a full circle to tell me that I was supposed to do this. If I had gotten the message up front, despite the years of my life that ticked by, for one, I wouldn't have appreciated or understood or probably even believed my future self. Things happened the way they were supposed to happen for a reason. The reason was to learn the lesson. The reason was to evolve and to grow as a person.
I suppose there is a lesson of faith to be remembered here. It's easy to lose faith when you cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's difficult to find the silver lining at times. When we see the fruits of our labors come to fruition There may be times in life, especially in the corporate work settings, where we go long periods of time without many thanks or feelings of appreciation, but the hard work IS worth it.
If you just want a McJob, then there are places for that, but if you have ambition and goals, then I encourage you to follow your dream whether you are 18, 37, 50, or however old. With inflation and taxation, a basic minimum wage job is no longer effective to feed, clothe, shelter, and raise a family on. Seek out scholarships, grants, or maybe even loans if you need more training and need to go back to school. It isn't easy, but it is worth it.
This has been the one and only Quiet Mouse.
No comments:
Post a Comment