Do you have fun at your job?
What a question to be asked. I have found myself mulling over this question for well, longer than I would ever really like to admit. (It’s like, a really long time, guys.) So, since I’ve gone over this question for an unknown period of time, I consider myself somewhat of an expert on the answer. (Just go with it – come along with me and I shall explain.)
For one, this question always made me really uncomfortable. Do you have fun at your job? Am I supposed to be having fun? If I’m not having fun, then am I at the wrong job? Oh. My. God. What if I’m at the wrong job? How do I find the *fun* one? Where is the fun one? What makes a job fun?
I was always suddenly filled with so much self-doubt. I couldn’t figure out if I was making good decisions for my future and my career. I wasn’t sure if I was on the right path. Maybe I just didn’t know what fun was? A job is a job, right? Well, I think it can be – depending on how you look at it.
We all have such weird relationships with work and jobs. We put so much emphasis on working. In Italy – they take freaking NAPS in the middle of the day. NAPS! Like, what? Pack my bags and sign me the heck UP. Italians are napping and Americans are like WORK WORK WORK, THE MORE HOURS THE BETTER. Why does everything have to be about your job? Why can’t it just be about you, and what fulfills you? Are you defined by your job? Are you a bad person if you’re a teacher vs. a bartender vs. a doctor vs. a temp worker?
I personally, think your job should be separate from who you are as a person. But somehow, I notice more and more that for whatever reason, people are really out here projecting their own insecurities onto others, and making us really feel like our jobs are the true definition of who you are.
Recently, I had someone try and knock me down a peg because I was choosing a job that would be temporary with a potential to be hired, and it was in a different field than what I went to school for. I took their opinion with a grain of salt, and kept it moving. This is not the normal case for everyone though I’ve learned. When I discussed it with close friends, my boyfriend and family, they all were like, this person is super out of line. As I went over why I felt like I was being knocked down a peg and listening to those closest to me, I was like, “ACTUALLY, this person is kind of crappy and whatever they’re going through in their life has NOTHING to do with me, and I am making the best decisions for myself, and if I want to become a stripper because it pays the bills and allows me to do what I am passionate about, THEN I AM DOING IT!”
That’s when it hit me. I can do work that isn’t glamorous or super stable OR is super steady. I can take a job that allows me to do what I am passionate about. Maybe that is what this is about? So, I started thinking. (so.much.thinking.)
I think people feel like, you go to college, you get a job in your major and BAM, you are happy and fulfilled. You should FOR SURE have your dream life. (…I will pause here so you can finish laughing because, c’mon.)
It just isn’t always the case. It isn’t always plausible. Now, don’t get me wrong. I know some people who became teachers and absolutely LOVE their jobs, I know some people who are realtors and absolutely LOVE their jobs, and it’s all stuff they went to school or got certified in. I support it 100%. If you are in love with your job and it’s what you got your degree in, AMEN to you. No sarcasm, no shade, I truly love that. It isn’t the majority anymore from what I’ve seen. (Which is totally, 100%, truly okay!)
Okay, getting back on to my point here though – right now, my job is in healthcare. This could change next week, this could change next year – I have learned THIS IS OKAY. Why? Well, this job has great hours, good pay, great benefits and awesome people. I went to school for fashion – two completely different worlds. But what am I passionate about? Well, I love to read. I love to cook. I love to write. I fully enjoy exploring my city. I enjoy spending time with my two furbabies and seeing my family and friends. If I had a dream job in the city – I would not have that luxury. I’d be commuting FIVE.HOURS.A DAY!
Then my weekends would be jam packed with fitting in my passions, my errands, my day to day life and then, would I really be happy? Theoretically, I should be if I have a job I went to school for. Can we STOP making people their work? That’d be great, y’all.
This healthcare job isn’t glamorous, but it allows me to cook dinner and spend time with Bryan. Plus, it’s actually quality time we’re spending, like normal couples. I get to go to the gym as many times as I want – my health is super important to me, so if I had that dream job in the city, I’d either have to run on 3 hours of sleep to get to the gym, or I would have to stop the gym completely. Is that really what would make me happy?
Now, I know this is situational and since I live down the shore, working in the city to get to my dream job is extensive, but it isn’t all that far fetched. Some people say move closer – well, then I’d be away from my boyfriend and pets, who I live with, and I would be away from the beach which brings me peace. So, maybe I am getting away from the point a bit, what I am trying to say is pretty simple though.
What about the people that aren’t as situational though? I’ve said it multiple times in this post. Repeat after me.
YOU. ARE NOT. YOUR JOB.
You’re just not. Why would you want to be? Why would anyone want to be defined by their work? Ever notice when someone says, “Oh he’s a doctor!” He could also be in tons of debt and be ridiculously poor at managing his money sis – and then where are you at? Someone who works a stressful job with insane hours.
What if they had a 9-5 desk job, that didn’t make a ton of money, but was a bartender on the side because they just LOVE being around people and enjoy the constant interaction? They could be living a way more fulfilled life than the doctor. Let’s maybe judge a little less y’all. (It’s not exactly a pretty look and why do you care so much ANYWAYS?!)
Why aren’t we asking, “What are you passionate about?” Why aren’t we asking, “Does you job allow you to be fulfilled in the other areas of your life?” I mean, doesn’t that sound better than, “What do you do for work?”
I will leave you with this. Do not let this crazy world make you think you have to be fulfilled by your WORK. You don’t have to. Be fulfilled by the passions in your life. Work a job that allows you the time for you. If you can find something that gives you both, you’ve hit the lotto and I am immensely happy and support it a million times over!! But if you don’t find that, do not for one second let yourself or any other person make you feel like less than because of it. You don’t have to be your job, but your job can allow you to be, well, more you. That’s pretty fun if you ask me.