How many times do we see people on social media complaining about their jobs? Hel, how many times have *I* done it? I would wager people complain far more often than praise their jobs. So, today, in a sort of a microcosm of the whole Days of Gratitude concept, I am going to state a few reasons why I appreciate my job. I think we can still find things to be thankful for in our employment even if, at times, that door seems awfully tempting to walk out of. So, allow me to start dishing out the love.
1. My job has been pretty much rock-solid for almost 8 years. Longest I’ve ever worked at the same place. There have been leaner times and booming times, but it’s kept my lights on and food on my table, and even helped sustain my husband and I during our difficult financial circumstances, like when Congress decided to screw people last January and not extend unemployment benefits when he was still struggling to find work after being laid off.
2. I met my best friend Randy at my job. He’s an amazing guy who has a great family, and I trust him with my life. I couldn’t have picked a more kindred spirit if I had searched the world, one day he was starting his first shift and the next we were thick as thieves. It was like we had known each other our whole lives. Friends like that are rare, hold on to them dearly when you find one like that.
3. My boss. She’s a tough old bird. Some would say battle axe- or worse. We haven’t always gotten along or seen eye to eye. We both have found each other to be unreasonable and uncompromising at times, and yet we’re mutually dependable. It’s a work relationship. We don’t have to be BFF’s, but we both have jobs to do, and neither of us have lost sight of that. I have a lot of respect for her and the job she does, even through the difficult times we’ve had, and I know if she didn’t like me she’d have booted me a long time ago.
4. My customers. Look, I really do love them. Most of them. And the ones I don’t love, I can like and appreciate. I’ve been delivering for a total of 15 years. I’ve watched children grow up, I’ve seen families move from house to house, and I’ve known regular customers who have passed on. These people, while not close friends, usually, have been a part of my life for many years and I’m glad I know them, even if just a little bit.
That’s it for today, I’ll be revisiting my job with another Delivery Chronicles installment soon where I will be discussing the Zen of Tipped Occupations.