i_kender

Ah fuck this for a game of cards… I’m so bored of my job. Nobody is organised, the communication sucks, and the work itself is so gorram boring… what’s the point of busting my ass when nobody recognises what I do, and every time I try to show initiative I’m batted down because other people are so lazy?

And while I’m at it… what on earth is the point of commuting in London? I leave my house at around 7.30am to get to work for 9am, I finish at 5.30 pm but don’t get home til about 7pm… are you seriously telling me I have to be out of the house for 12 hours a day either working or travelling to work just to earn a living? Sheesh, I don’t care what kind of salary I’m getting, that just doesn’t seem worth it to me. Where the work/life balance there? Where’s the quality of life?

And it’s not like I’m an exceptional case… everyone I know in London is working the same kind of crazy hours, if not more.

Why?

Why exactly is it necessary to work to the bone and only have 4 or 5 hours to myself every day to spend on all the other things in my life that aren’t work?

Why do people agree to do this every day?

Why are the weekends so short? Why are the bank holidays so infrequent? Why are the days in your annual leave never enough? And why, if I’m out of the house for 12 hours a day, don’t I get paid (more) for my 60 hour weeks? Not that any amount would be enough.

Why do people do this?

I'd like to just blow the whole damn ratrace right outta the water.