Time: 10am
Location: Office, Rialto, Melbourne
Feeling: bored, stressed, depressed, and all those other negative feelings
Do you ever feel when you are sitting there doing boring, meaningless work that doesn’t matter, that you are recklessly wasting precious time??
I actually don’t have a problem with mindless repetitive work because you are not forced to expend thinking effort on the problem. Your mind is free to wonder. It is a lot worse when it is not. You have to apply all your mental faculties to a boring uninteresting tedious problem. It’s just so dull. And wasteful. It’s just not right.
It’s kind of like learning statistics (but that’s a personal call). I think some would agree – that’s one type of maths that I find inherently unrewarding.
I think this is possibly the crux of the problem – I am finding my work at the moment thoroughly unrewarding. There’s gotta be a better way to make a living. It’s possible that I’m missing the planes/airports. Sleep deprivation acts as a great distracter. Whenever I’m sleep deprived, it’s actually easier to concentrate on a boring unrewarding task at hand because as soon as I finish it, I can get a nap. Once one has had a nap, one has the brain capacity to start wondering about the day-to-day existence. And that’s when one realizes the inherent dullness of working for a living. Why? Why do we work? Why do we need jobs? There must be better alternatives to this.
Actually, I remember coming across a book on this topic in Polyester Books (I love that bookstore). I must get it.
PS: And just in case anyone missed the bit of news from NZ where a man assaulted another man using hedgehog as a weapon. Hedgehog was found dead :((( Should go to jail for cruelty to the hedgehog. :((
I also have to ask, where does one get a hedgehog in NZ? In particular, when one decides to assault another man. Does one just look around and lo and behold, there's a random hedgehog handy?
I love hedgehogs.
1 comment:
Awwww... poor little hedgehog :((( But they say it might've been already dead prior to being used as a weapon, so I'm going to take comfort in that...
We work to make money, to spend money to exist... and I guess if one likes their work, then it gives some sort of meaning to life... ?
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