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The novelty has worn off this working for a living, and I don't think I'm the only one who feels this way (or maybe I am, and they were right when they said I was crazy). Most everyone here seeks that stable employment situation, where you can just work your 8 (or however many hours it actually is) and then go on with your life.

My co-workers seem hell-bent on piling stress on to each day, so that you're somehow lacking as a person if that's what you do. I suppose I should chalk this up to the differences between people, as well as the fact that this is my first real stay in one place and work job, or, at least, the stay in one place and work job I've had the longest, but Je5us5, it's no fun at all when it's one episode of weirdness and/ or aggrivation after another.

Sorry I'm venting. Does anyone else have days like this?

Over my life time I have had numerous jobs. Longest I have spent on one job was 7 yrs, I quit that for stress reasons, on advice of doctor. Usually I get bored with the job, and go find another. Or really hated because of clashes of personalities. Some of them I put up with the stress, because I really needed the money.

Since I have transitioned, and are on HRT. I find I handle stress a lot better, than before.

I have worked in some lumber mills, where I could never figure how someone. Some of them started right out of high school, could be happy pushing a broom for the last 20 yrs. I found working there, way to boring.

Perhaps they had a fascinating inner life.

About ten years ago, I heard a radio interview with a guy who claimed to have one of three books left in existence (two prestigious college libraries supposedly have the other two) written by a man who was a government insider during the President Lincoln years, and it's copyright is supposed to be 1899. Perhaps this insider wanted to leave privileged information for posterity before he died.

Anyway, the gist of the book, according to the interviewee, is that right before the Civil War, the British government wrote Lincoln a letter urging him to end open slavery; that institutions should be established to make "everyone work", and have just enough currency doled out to them each week to where they HAVE to live paycheck-to-check, and therefore ALL people would be slaves and they wouldn't. even. know. it.

I hate capitalism; it's nothing but disguised slavery to keep idle hands busy, when those same hands could be creating and furthering the intelligence, progress and utopia of humankind. . . .

Leaving aside my military service, which was more of a lifestyle than a job, I, too have moved from job to job, once either...
a) boredom,
b) irritation,
c) or a better offer

...came along. If I had to pinpoint the root cause of my utter dissatisfaction for this job, it would have to be those personality clashes...there are times when it seems like my co-workers try to irritate me.

Been in my current job for 5 years and still loving it.
It's hard to think of it as work when you enjoy it.

I've heard prostitution defined as selling yourself for money. How often, in our lives, do we...especially we of the self-made gender...do just that, to serve some other end? I'm ashamed of what I've done, and what I've become, and how I've denied myself, doing a nice, normal, legal, perfectly (utterly) ordinary job, just to have that stable employment situation.

Just so I can concentrate on transition.

Some say that who they were dies when they transition. I won't. Who I am...who I really am...died when I went to work in the grocery store.

Obviously, I'm sad.

What would you prefer to be doing?

I understand this COMPLETELY, Morrigan. This is a slave world/prison planet where most people have to be something they're not in order to survive.

(If any of our "space cousins" are reading this thread: Please blow this planet of failed humanity the fnck up. Do NOT allow the ravages of capitalism to seed the space.)

Dear Alien Civilisations,

If you are indeed reading this, please do not blow up this planet based on the ravings of one deluded nutjob. A lot of us are quite happy and would like to continue existing.

Sincerely,

Cate.

Yes,please ignore that person--> .We love existing

Thank you very much,

Vanna

What would I prefer doing? How much time d'you have?

It's not the job itself that get's me so much - if I can go from an infantryman to a baker in the span of 24 months, I can do just about anything - it's having to deal with people who become insanely obsessed with their job and get mad at me if I'm not as nuts. We all baseline our lives on our jobs, and isn't that an issue with transition...assuring a job during and after your "changes"?...but it is quite possible, even easy, to lose perspective and become too worried about what goes on at work.

That's the sort of behavior that I hate.

As strange as it may seem…. I actually loved my time in the military. Yeah, I worked insane hours but that was part of the fun. Work 8 or 16 hours and then get told at the last second that your needed for a watch on a Friday night. So you run to get a shower and change and grab a book to read when nothing’s going on, get there, order a pizza to share with the junior person and watch the fun and games.

I really miss those late nights where we would get the phone calls about some drunk sailor who’d done something monumentally stupid… god, so many funny stories from that.

I’m still like that. At my current civilian job I’m only allowed to work 8 hours a day (that’s weird) unless there is something hot to process and even then it’s not that hard to do. (ok, normally not anything major) and quite frankly, it’s BORING. Day in and day out, drudge drudge drudge… no excitement, no change, the only stress is the normal work stress of getting the job done quickly, on time, on budget and correct the first time.

Meh… I work around engineers. They don’t have personalities, they have programs in Cobal 2.0. Their version of an argument is very boring to be around.

I think then, that perhaps you should work for yourself.
i.e. your own business.

Nah, aliens, please blow it up.

We should hold a vote.

Excellent suggestion; those that vote 'Yes' on 'Blow Up the Earth' will be instantly vaporised, thereby putting them out of their misery.

No fun in that.

Let's get the happy ones vaporized, too.

Annoying cheerful little twats.

You will be vaporised without knowing their true fate.
However, you won't be around to care.
Win!

"... sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust."

Most unfortunately, in this capitalistic world, the "just" get fncked!

What would you prefer to capitalism?

Fascism rocks! Vive la sameness!

That is strange, I hated the military from day one. An back then ,there was no easy way out. The only good thing about the military, is that you learn a job.

I had a place where I worked for 20 years. I held about 4 different jobs there. Prior to that I was 5 years on a job, and prior to that 3. I hated every single one of them. They were boring, repetitive, and left no time for any creativitity. The good part was that I could work 8 and leave. My career goal was to hit the Lotto jackpot. Finally the last two years working I found out what I liked to do. I like to work with my hands. See I got "demoted" into a job where I did hardware support. Best job I'd had. But still 8 hrs/day of that was plenty.

I'm not money motivated. I'm not motivated period. So now I spend my life.... I sleep late. Read trashy novels. Watch trashy shows. Play trashy games. I like it this way. I'm not rich by any stretch, but I'm comfortable.

Ja! Lassen Sie ja uns, die alle unbedingt ähnlich in jedem denkbaren Weg sind. Spannung und neurotische Angst kommen, von verschieden zu sein. Ohne Unterschiede zu sehen, dass wir verschieden werden nicht sein wollen. .we auch nicht wird wissen, dass wir traurig sind.

That's a good point, too. There is little envy, when we all feel the same.

The problem with multiculturalism is that, no matter what you do, you will always be offending someone.

The result is societies like this, where people live all in their little apartments, a sort of convoluted United Nations with a neighbor from Korea, one from Kenya, one from Lithuania, one from Morocco, etc.

All of us treading carefully, and never going beyond the most basic hello in order not to offend someone. You never know.

Better to never talk to anyone than to risk offending someone. You don't want to make enemies with those people. Who knows what that crazy Jew across the hallway may do if you get him mad. Or the old Russian lady. Or the Black guy in the wheelchair.

We all keep to ourselves and to our families. And nod to each other, when we meet out there, at most.

When I was new in town I had the dumb idea of wearing a costume for Hallowe'en. As a gypsy, the kind who reads the fortune. Of course, there was someone at the party who purported to be a real seer and who got offended over it.

Since then, I've learned how it should be. Now, I just nod, too.

Ah, gosh. Have we created paradise in here, or what?

"Contributionism"

You must understand - and I fervently wish that this was not so...I want to be wrong - that people are not first motivated by their better natures or a desire to be kind to others or anything altruistic. Each and every person living on this planet thinks first of themselves, even thought they might say, or even think otherwise.

Indeed, this is Adam Smith's famous invisible hand...the economy works, and the best is available for everyone if everyone selfishly and ruthlesly looks to their own best self intererests. You'll have much more success fostering justice and morality if you scare people into it than trust them to be just and moral.

Sadly, contributionism falls down when one considers the free rider. The free rider is someone who contributes nothing yet benfits as much as everyone else. Why should you give up any of your stuff when you get to keep and enjoy your stuff and plenty of everyone else's as well?

Especially as Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels envisioned it, communism cannot exist with any other economic system in competition with it. Indeed, it is the economics of the post-apocalypse. After every other way to structure an economy has been tried and has failed, then communism may succeed, partly because every alternative has been tried and abandoned as useless.

Communism is what you're left with when the system crashes.

Yup. All forms of altruism exist because of self-preservation.

For example, the social assistance system exists not out of compassion for the poor, unhealthy, unlucky and lazy, but because the population is scared of them, were they left to starve.

Because they wouldn't. Countries without any form of welfare have huge crime rates. Deny a person food, and (even if they are nothing but lazy good-for-nothings) they'll grab a knife and go out there get food somehow.

Even if it means killing, heck, even if it means cannibalism.

That's why good societies keep the social assistance system going. Without it, going to buy bread becomes a 50/50 survival rate proposition. And hungry people know how to stop cars, even.

They'd put tables with nails designed to make the tires explode, and once the car had to stop you were surrounded by kids with guns.

When hungry, people can be very inventive. And amazingly cruel.

If all I have is nothing then nothing is all I have to give. Damn straight it's me and mine 1st.

Been to Mexico city,Rio or even Rome? Sew your pockets shut kid gangs will strip you nekked .

Working sucks. Especially when you're lazy, like I am. Unfortunately it's one of those things I realized I needed to do. I did put it off for a while and regretted it, as it was just a waste of my time not building up the foundation I needed to get somewhere. I look at it like this:

I asked myself the question: Would you be willing to give up 3-4 years of your life to become who you deserve to become? My answer was yes. There was no question.

These are my 3-4 years I am sacrificing to become who I need to be. They suck, and they're probably some of the worst years of my life, but they are being sacrificed for a greater good. Once all of the hardships are behind you and you can focus on living just for the sake of living, I'm sure that the whole 'job thing' won't be as much of a pain as it used to be. Well, at least it seems that way to me, but I'm still near the begining, so I can't speak from experience. But this idea has kept me marching forward, regardless of how much I've hated my life during these times. I hope it helps give you the strength to keep at it until you finally find a balance that makes you happy.

What are you going to do, to pay for the rest of your life, after these 3 or 4 yrs?

Oh, I don't plan to quit or anything, obviously. But I'm working 10 times harder than I normally would right now, and it really sucks. I'm not out to make a fortune or anything, so once everything is said and done I'll probably shop around for a job that's not as demanding, that's all I meant. I didn't mean that as soon as it was over I'd never have to work again, that's just silly.

Thank you for clearing that up.

I'm level headed, I swear.

...well, for the most part.