Putting in my last two weeks at a job. I thought I would slack right off, but the truth is I work just as hard but with a more positive attitude because no matter how bad a day can get, it’s all over in two weeks. There’s hope. It’s strange, though, looking around at the people there still working, talking about the score of last night’s football game. Rambling on about the same nonsense as always. I see them and think, “if I can apply myself and escape this, why can’t you?” You’ve been here for 15 years and you’re miserable. I’ve been here a year and a half and at the start of misery, picked myself up and found a better job with a future.”
Why complain for years, when you can put in a week’s amount of work redoing your resume, writing a cover letter, getting your suit dry cleaned, and starting to apply online? Did you really have better things to do all this time? Like watching football for 15 years instead of sacrificing 1 game to do your resume, 1 game to do your cover letter, and a few games to apply? Are people really this lazy? Is it laziness? Or is it fear? Is it not wanting to adapt? Do they not value their time? Because, whatever you do, you have to put in long hours working to pay bills. That’s how our financial system works. Can’t you put in a few more hours into finding work you don’t feel miserable doing?
I find it sad and want to corner these people and really ask them some revealing questions. It’s funny, I have found, giving people logical solutions based on the complaints they tell me. They truly never take my advice or no one else’s either. I think people enjoy complaining. Maybe they would complain at every job; I’m not sure. Complaining is a terrible habit. I don’t complain because it makes me feel like a victim and I’m not one. It makes me feel like the person I’m complaining to is judging me for not finding solutions. I’d rather shut up and make real changes.
I talk a lot like I’ve got life figured out, but I certainly don’t. But what does separate me is the search for truth. I truly do want to help these people. But they have to be open to it. It’s too easy for people to tune you out. Something inside them has to crave some kind of escape. I don’t know what bothers me more, a person that knows they have a choice and is unwilling to face the fear and put in the work to free themselves. Or the person that is so beaten down by life, they don’t even consider that they have other options and that life could mean more. If I could make a serious suggestion to the majority of people working out there it is, get out of customer service!
The retail/general public will steal away your soul and will kill your hope for the human race. Talk to almost any person that works serving the public face-to-face or over-the-phone, and they will tell you, “people are angry idiots.” They are always mad because they can’t understand something. Being uninformed has made them angry. They don’t understand how your business works because they didn’t take the time to read the fine print because it would have interfered with their night of Netflix and Sports. Not understanding has made them lash out on you, the employee, because you are “the face” of the company. I will admit, companies do purposefully make things confusing and promise big things and attach lots of fine print to get out of paying you what they promised. So some times their frustration is warranted. But it’s mostly, what I said previously.
Take Tim Horton’s for instance; you pay $1.75 and they hand you a coffee. Pretty simple, right? And yet you will see irate people screaming at minimum-wage workers for almost no reason. So the problem isn’t mainly confusing business practices, it’s the uneducated, uninformed, and undisciplined public who can’t display the slightest form of self control. So back to my main point, get out of customer service! Apply the hard work you’re going to put in anyways, redirect it, and spend your waking hours trying to free yourself from this negativity and slavery. For the sake of your health, Invest in yourself. And if this post pisses you off, you know what category you’re in.