Work

[cjsmith]

How many people here look forward to going to work in the morning? How many people say to themselves "That was a wonderful weekend, and I'm glad I get to go to work on Monday" or "Wow, I can't believe they pay me to [fitb]; I'd do it just for the fun of it" or "The people at my company are great and I'm glad I get to see them every day"?

I know there are people who are glad to have their jobs, or who feel grateful that their skillset happens to be lucrative, or who enjoy some aspects of their jobs but not others. I also know that there are people who basically hate their job, their coworkers, the activity, the salary, the hours, every bit of it. What I haven't seen is anyone who loves every bit of it.

I know my friends list. Y'all can be a contrary bunch. If I say I haven't seen FOO, several people will respond that they personify FOO. I wanna know who you are. Then I'll ask you how you got that happy.

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[therobbergirl.livejournal.com]

On the whole, I love my job. I complain about incessantly and sometimes it really pisses me off and I think about leaving, but I do love it. My job and me are like one of those fussy old couples that have been married so long they don't want to think about a life apart, but they do like fantasizing.

I'm exactly where I want to be in my career. If I stopped being a tech writer tomorrow, I'd be okay with that because I've done what I wanted to do.

I founded the Tech Pubs dept at my company, designed the look of our docs, and created the system for running doc projects. I have the freedom I need to meet my responsibilities. People love my work.

I wish that people understood what I do better because then I'd have better access to the resources that I need -- staff, time, information are all too small, but very necessary.

I love my job because I have enormous responsibilities and most of the resources and freedoms that I need to do a good job. I am occasionally listened to and respected in that vague sort of way that people reserved for those who do stuff that looks like a snap to them, but know that they could never actually do it themselves.