If You Couldn’t Tell By Now…
So if you have kept up at all, I am sure that you got the hint that I have been pretty miserable in most of my adult working jobs, especially one’s that strictly dealt with people on a daily basis. I have so much empathy for all of you out there who have not had to deal with the lowest of society and be talked down to by them as part of your job.
But was it all bad? Do I really detest the human species as a whole from working with people so much?
Honestly, I kind of do…
Give Us Something Here
Alright let me take a second to sit back and really think about every job that I have held and ponder up all the fond memories… Yeah, the memories aren’t really flooding my brain and onto my keyboard right now…
If I had to pick one of the jobs from my past as my favorite, it would have to be the tree gig I had. I started off as just one of the guys working on the job sites and eventually worked up to the project manager which was pretty much the same thing, I just did less work and basically baby sat the crew and made sure everything went smooth. Aside from dealing with my pompous boss, tree removal projects were the worst parts of the job. For any of you out there who have never seen a whole tree root from out of the ground, they are huge. You wouldn’t believe the size of some of the tree roots I have seen and dealing with them properly without damaging the owners property or yard was not easy.
Alright I have never had to deal with anything like this, but you see what I am getting at here.
And Back To People
I think I enjoyed this job the most because I had to deal with the least amount of people every day. Seriously, when I think about it I would have to rate the jobs I have had in accordance to how much interaction with people was involved.
My tree job really only dealt with people when we first got to the job site, and when were all done and getting paperwork signed and what not but for the most part, my co-workers were the only ones I really had to deal with and they were a blast.
For the most part though, there really aren’t many aspects of any of the jobs I have had that I can say I miss at all. I am one of those people that like to get to my job, see what I am doing for the day, go do it without talking to anyone, and punching out. I work to make money and leave; that’s it.
The only thing I will say is that I kind of miss not really having to beat my body up every day and go to bed feeling sore, I work construction now and between working with trees for years and this, my body is starting to feel it.
But on the other hand, the hangovers I felt from the absolute need to drink after dealing with people all day were way worse than any sore back I get from my construction job now, right?