I know people who love their jobs. They’re like unicorn shit but they do exist. They talk about feeling valued and/or giving something back. So, I’m asking, on a scale of 1-10 with 10 being Dalai Lama happy with what you’ve got, do you love your job?
I don’t think I ever truly loved any of the jobs I did for a collection of reasons. But the most important reason of all, which I have to take complete responsibility for is; I fell into IT rather than consciously chasing after a career in IT.
In short, I’ve not been taking responsibility for my own destiny. I’ve been allowing the decisions of others, often people I didn’t like or respect, determine where I went next. And my job is eating into more than 1/3rd of my life.
Four years ago I said, ‘Bollocks to that’ and became a contractor. I stopped trying to climb the corporate ladder and sold my soul for the money. And damn it was good for a while. The novelty of not having to get sucked into the political bull-shit that goes on in most (probably every) company or public sector.
But it wasn’t enough of a change. I’m still working in IT, and that was never where I found my joy. My joy is in being creative. I’ve been writing since I can remember. Creating stories was such a leading reason I studied Animation. And I went on to do an Archaeology and Classics degree because I wanted subject matter to feed my worlds. I mean seriously, what better way to do that than through our ancient and classical history.
So what do you do when you hate 1/3rd of your life?