That sounds miserable, Ayrton. I know what you mean about that not being what you wanted to do with your life. I, too, took a job to make sure my wife (girlfriend at the time) would be taken care of. That decision was easy after a "close call". I was supposed to go to graduate school, but thirteen years later....here I am.
And, yeah. I dislike my job almost to the point of hating it. I find it mindnumbingly boring. The people I work with/for aren't the worst, but there are a few people who I'd like to meet up with after dark. The boss is one of these people who wants to be your friend, but the next day he's yelling at you. Sounds like a common theme here with bipolar bosses. Personally, I keep it professional with him. I'm not into fraternization. I've got enough friends. You could say that about the whole lot, really. In a garage of about sixty people I'd keep in touch with maybe three of them. Maybe. Add to that the stress that comes with wondering when your turn on the chopping block will be. This company made $1.2 billion in profit in a single quarter and still they've started laying off all union members hired after 2003. Greedy scumbags.
I do get paid well, though. I have great medical, dental, etc. benefits. I am greatful for that. Also, the company will pay for me to go to school. That being the case I've taken matters into my own hands and am back in college working towards nursing, a profession that's always in demand and that speaks a lot more to me than what I'm doing now.
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