“Don’t you hate your job?” A
variation on the theme is, “How do you stand your job?”
Well, I admit there are some days
when I dream about living on a beach.
But I don’t hate my job.
I lead a social media team for a large
organization. Our team is tiny, about a fifth of what it needs to be. The last
10 months have been tough: too much work, not enough people to do it, pressure
to do it anyway. The organization has questions and issues. From time to time,
some people get mad. And then they vent. They don’t have to be mad at us to
vent. We’re just convenient.
After doing this for
two-and-a-half years, I’ve discovered there is no profanity, or creative
variation of profanity, that can make me blush. (The profanity also suggests
how far public discourse has fallen – many people seem unable to communicate
without it.)
To continue reading, please see my post today at The High Calling.
Photograph by George Hodan via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
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