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Work means absolutely nothing to me..

I’ve felt like this since my second job out of high school working as a customer service agent, I’m 28 now. I’ve pretty much done a good range of jobs throughout the years, from flipping burgers to office jobs. I’m currently in a manufacturing plant for a well known company and make okay money. The older I get the more I realize that working is basically just legal slavery, I come into work everyday with no motivation to go above a beyond and do just enough to keep my job. I don’t miss days, never late and I work well with a team so I’m not lazy. Management tells me I’m doing a good job but all I hear in my head is “thank you for continuing to slave away for us, you get to keep your job another day” it means absolutely nothing to me, I’m doing exactly what…


I’ve felt like this since my second job out of high school working as a customer service agent, I’m 28 now. I’ve pretty much done a good range of jobs throughout the years, from flipping burgers to office jobs. I’m currently in a manufacturing plant for a well known company and make okay money. The older I get the more I realize that working is basically just legal slavery, I come into work everyday with no motivation to go above a beyond and do just enough to keep my job. I don’t miss days, never late and I work well with a team so I’m not lazy. Management tells me I’m doing a good job but all I hear in my head is “thank you for continuing to slave away for us, you get to keep your job another day” it means absolutely nothing to me, I’m doing exactly what every other tired person is doing at this job. I hate thinking about doing this for the rest of my life, and before you say “gO tO scHool” I’ve tried that and dropped out after a year when I realized it was a waste of time and just wasn’t for me, didn’t matter what I was majoring in I was always going to hate working. I feel like a complete robot with any job I do now, you can tell me that I’m doing the best work you’ve ever seen but it’s never going to mean anything to me. A coworker died a few days ago, old guy, and the plant continued on like nothing happened and just thinking about that just cemented how I’m feeling right now, this really doesn’t matter. I hate how the work life is structured and thinking that I spent more than half my life just being exhausted all the time, sucks. I love life and I’m not depressed, circumstances just suck I guess you can say.

Just my little rant.

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