There is a crazy thing in this country about work. We want to get out of it but we still want to get paid for it. We want to be able to do what we want , but work gets in the way. We squeeze in our " fun time" on weekends and evenings and grumble and slide into road rage on the way to the office or plant or store on Monday.
I am starting to find out that I don't get it.
I am having fun at work. I was working 6 days last week and took off one for me to rest a bit and mop my floors. I will be working all this week and into Saturday.
It's fun.
I have read stuff about this. The life coaches of the world encourage us to make our living doing what we love. Mostly that ends up meaning working for ourselves.
I don't know that this is necessary. I work for myself and have done so for years. It can be kinda lonely.
There is something to be said for a Weekly Sales Meeting where everybody has some fun. And we all are on it to find better ways to do things.
Past experience with this has not been so pleasant. Usually the head of the office does a one man(woman) show from the front of the room and we all sit like bobble head dolls. I got so fed up with this, I brought Rob's cricket to Regional for sales meeting and when Geoff the RSC asked a question and got no response I set the cricket off.
It was great.
Sales meetings between equals with things to share are fun too.
I am sick of being called a "Workaholic"
I am a "Fun Aholic" thank you very much. I refuse to work. I have fun.
Period.
Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua Dea Eterna
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