So you’re also struggling with the apathy part, huh? For me, waiting tables, I just don’t think of the guests as fully human. They come in hungry and I make sure they leave happy. Giving them a sense of assurance is a part of that, but as soon as they’re out the door they cease to exist.
As to resentment, you shouldn’t be resentful of something you choose to do, or to put it another way, you shouldn’t choose things to do that harm your own well-being.
Haha I used to wait tables long ago. I know exactly where you’re coming from!
My most recent job nearly drove me mad. I worked for a public library computer lab. I got a chair, and could look busy scrolling reddit instead of hurredly rushing to the walk-in freezer to scream. Hooray!
But it actually made me miss the simplicity of taking and delivering orders and “flipping” tables. This was a job where I’m pretty sure I did some good sometimes, but you might know how dumb and angry people get with anything digital.
Explanation of what that entailed:
Everything was an end-of-the-world crisis for each unique individual that came in, everything required multiple steps, often stymied by the fact people thought they were being clever by having 13 email addresses and forgetting the passwords and not updating the phone number the recovery code was tied to. (“And I MUST print this thing for a job interview in like 1 hour! Oh computers are terrible I hate them you must be a genius, back in my day we just shook a hand and got a salary rabble rabble.”)
It was an awkward position because you really couldn’t just say “Wow, sucks to be u.” If they were siphoning too much life force.
They would not leave until closing if you just left em’ there. And the worst ones lived like down the street so they’d show up every day. And they piled up. And instead of a section of tables, it was ~20-30 computer seats I was in charge of.
I genuinely want to help people live better lives. And I seized the opportunity when I could, but man, people have bandwidth. Dropping the individual systemic issues of an entire society on singular “caring profession” workers is downright vile. I’m so thankful I escaped. I’m still mentally recovering.
But hey, making more then $2.14 an hour was nice. Lol
You shouldn’t choose things to do that harm your own well-being.
Yeah, I agree. I hate that socioeconomics always seems to push us in that position. If it’s not harmful, it seems to be relegated to the select few or outmoded as a job, it seems. (I’m trying REALLY hard to not be a doomer! Lol)
You’re absolutely right though. I struggle to “not care”. I think if everybody cared more about each other things would be better, but y’know, reality. Lol
I want to be social monke and love and help people, but everything must be some kind of infinite assembly line of the screaming masses. :(
I’m trying to finally be a digital artist and make games instead. It’s definitely not the moneybags route, but I have a lot more energy to put towards the people who deserve it from me…
So you’re also struggling with the apathy part, huh? For me, waiting tables, I just don’t think of the guests as fully human. They come in hungry and I make sure they leave happy. Giving them a sense of assurance is a part of that, but as soon as they’re out the door they cease to exist.
As to resentment, you shouldn’t be resentful of something you choose to do, or to put it another way, you shouldn’t choose things to do that harm your own well-being.
Haha I used to wait tables long ago. I know exactly where you’re coming from!
My most recent job nearly drove me mad. I worked for a public library computer lab. I got a chair, and could look busy scrolling reddit instead of hurredly rushing to the walk-in freezer to scream. Hooray!
But it actually made me miss the simplicity of taking and delivering orders and “flipping” tables. This was a job where I’m pretty sure I did some good sometimes, but you might know how dumb and angry people get with anything digital.
Explanation of what that entailed:
Everything was an end-of-the-world crisis for each unique individual that came in, everything required multiple steps, often stymied by the fact people thought they were being clever by having 13 email addresses and forgetting the passwords and not updating the phone number the recovery code was tied to. (“And I MUST print this thing for a job interview in like 1 hour! Oh computers are terrible I hate them you must be a genius, back in my day we just shook a hand and got a salary rabble rabble.”)
It was an awkward position because you really couldn’t just say “Wow, sucks to be u.” If they were siphoning too much life force.
They would not leave until closing if you just left em’ there. And the worst ones lived like down the street so they’d show up every day. And they piled up. And instead of a section of tables, it was ~20-30 computer seats I was in charge of.
I genuinely want to help people live better lives. And I seized the opportunity when I could, but man, people have bandwidth. Dropping the individual systemic issues of an entire society on singular “caring profession” workers is downright vile. I’m so thankful I escaped. I’m still mentally recovering.
But hey, making more then $2.14 an hour was nice. Lol
Yeah, I agree. I hate that socioeconomics always seems to push us in that position. If it’s not harmful, it seems to be relegated to the select few or outmoded as a job, it seems. (I’m trying REALLY hard to not be a doomer! Lol)
You’re absolutely right though. I struggle to “not care”. I think if everybody cared more about each other things would be better, but y’know, reality. Lol
I want to be social monke and love and help people, but everything must be some kind of infinite assembly line of the screaming masses. :(
I’m trying to finally be a digital artist and make games instead. It’s definitely not the moneybags route, but I have a lot more energy to put towards the people who deserve it from me…