I can honestly say I have never hated my job.
It might be tedious at times, frustrating at other, but all around, I’m quite happy.
At the moment it’s both a bit frustrating and busy, but most of all interesting.
I am not one of those who deliberately picked my career or line of study. My road was more like The Game of Life, where you pick two cards and choose between four. Fortunately, I picked something I enjoy, and something I’m actually quite good at.
Engineering was never in my thoughts as a child. Not even as a teenager. I thought anthropology and languages were my strong suit.
I spent four and a half years constructing and drawing, and hardly ever spoke to a customer.
The last three years, my work has put me in the front line of customer service. It was scary at first, but I have come to the conclusion that I’m actually rather good at it. It feels good. I feel my work is valuable to others, and thus not just something to bring food to the table.
It may not be the dream job, but I’m old enough to be realistic, and every job has its drawbacks. Even the dreamiest of the dreamy.
The main point is that it matters, and that you at least feel a bit good about yourself.