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t o d a y
finished work and saw three individuals this evening that I haven’t seen in time! Now I am off to be civilised in a pub with these spoken chums - wearing this borderline ensemble. Candid shot o b v i o u s l y ;)
flailing
Over the past few months I have developed such a dichotomous mindset regarding working for a living. Being independent financially since leaving the tenable guardian that is the ‘family home’ is something that i’ve found an incredible struggle. This type of self sufficiency typically involves some sort of employment in order to sustain an adequate standard of living. The grim reality of working in an essentially unskilled position has resulted personally in feeling unvalued, underwhelmed and a twinge of resentment. Lured in by awe - inspiring job adverts that give some sort of hope that a 9-5 position could be slightly tolerable. In reality, this has come to be no more than mere literary seduction camouflaging the fundamentally monotonous 8 hour stint of, in my case a call centre worker .Having a ‘job’ should have more intrinsic fulfilment than just working to survive. I have yet to work in a job that I have truly enjoyed after a honeymoon period.I think personally i would having a more autonomous job would bring much more fulfilment. Being a call centre chick is certainly.not.the.dream.YE - Or maybe I just need to “put up and shut up” - as my nan would say.WHAT A WAY TO MAKE A LIVING YH