I work at a company that sells appliances to casinos, airports, and chain restaurants that sell ice cream.
I thought I landed a cushy gig suited to my skills.
The products that my company sell are utter garbage. Endless phone calls from unhappy customers. My owner is utterly clueless. My supervisor, despite his 30 years of experience, is petty, short sighted, and lacks any semblance of customer service skills or technical knowledge.
I punch in, collect my pay, punch out. Nobody expects much of me. I don't have any sort of agency. Despite being knowledgeable and capable I have to ask for permission for everything.
Most days, I just mess around on reddit to pass the time. Most days I just pray that my supervisor dies from his terminal illness so I can take over and steer the company in the right direction. How messed up is that? That I feel that someone has to quit or die so I can actually do the job that I was hired to do.
I don't even offer my two cents when they consult with me. They don't listen to my opinions anyway.
I look for new jobs when I can… But sometimes I tell myself, fuck it, I make good money and I have no responsibilities and I don't have to make any meaningful decisions.
I can't help but feel unfulfilled. Part of me cares, part of me doesn't. Punch in, punch out, get paid. Who gives a shit if this company goes under.