I don't know how the Power Ball works. I bought three tickets just to buy in to the hype because I thought it was pretty cool how everybody around the world is involved in it. Literally, people from Canada crossed the borders to buy tickets and Chinese even had them purchased and shipped over, apparently. I knew I probably wasn't going to win, but it's just like when Super Bowl season comes around. People who never watched football before become "band-wagoners" and it used to annoy me but the more I think about it, the more exciting it is. Isn't it kind of fun and exciting to have so many people invested in one common mission? Or in this case, supporting one team? I'm so excited for Edelman to return this weekend, by the way.
Anyway, I was on a website looking up how to play the Power Ball when I came upon a poll. The question was, "What would you do if you won the Power Ball?" The three choices were: a). keep my job but go part-time or retire early, b). quit my job, or c). find my dream job and do that. I thought it was really sad when I read all the options. Basically two-for-three for "I hate the job I have now," more or less. And to think I work in Boston where we're a group full of "highly motivated individuals" and "have the best talent," only to have a cumulative 76% opt for quitting or finding a new job (I know these results were probably super skewed, but still, work with me here). It really made me think.
It made me wonder how many working people right now in the United States really hate their jobs. I know in Japan, the culture is so cut-throat that suicide rates are actually higher. I forget which class I learned this in, but between the expectations of the working man, the high demands of company life, and forcing oneself to be social for the sake of his job, someone could really drive themselves absolutely insane trying to fill every damn need. I think in nursing, most people love their job. In my first year, I've met maybe a handful who've made me question their intentions. But what about people that don't love their jobs? And why do they keep them?
There are probably a lot of answers to this but the ones I can sum up are:
1. You have to. A low-income to middle/working-class family that immigrated to the US decades ago seeking a new life. For example, my parents came to the US under the guidance of my grandpa more than two decades ago. They work their asses off, like a lot of families I know, and they aren't happy with the job they do but they're happy with the results they've yielded from the job they don't like. My mom's a nail technician, and the life of a nail tech can be hard. I don't know about you, but I can barely sit on my ass for more than two minutes without starting to play with my hair, getting fidgety, or taking deep breaths to calm myself down (no wonder I'm a nurse and maybe I should get checked out for ADHD). My dad works at a company and I think he's mostly okay with it. But I know if they had to, they'd choose something else.
2. You're working towards something greater. So research assistants applying to medical school. Clinical nurse assistants preparing to pass their boards. Marketing interns doing bitch-work at an agency. There there, it'll get better.
3. You just don't have the damn motivation, or realization, to put yourself in a position of having a job you love. Or at least like. I know some people who are so complacent that they don't even realize they're being complacent. Because how do you realize your comfortable platform when you haven't even tried to hike to new heights? I went hiking with Mike a while back at Mount Monadnock, and I was so relieved to have reached what I thought was the highest point because I was dying of exhaustion having chosen to hiked right after a night shift (what a stupid decision, I was so grumpy hiking back down and Mike got so many brownie points for dealing with it, lol). I was starting to catch my breath and take in the view when Mike pointed out that the summit was actually.. over there. I was pissed, but how much better the view was over there. That's what I'm saying. If you can't see it, how do you make it a point to get over there?
Without that spark to make you realize or envision the better life you could have, you're stuck in a cycle of complacency and what I think is boredom. I can't stand when my days mush together like icky baby food, which is why being a nurse also suits me because my schedule's always changing, 0:). But the point is,
I understand how people can tolerate working a job they don't love. But if you really have the choice,
why don't you do the world a favor and push yourself to a place you know is attainable.
Because I'm sure the people in the "have to" category would love to be in the position you're in right now.
Think about it: do you really have to?