"When I grow up, I want a job so time consuming I start each day under rested and weary with no idea how I might push through the day ahead of me. I hope that when I try to lay out my plan for the day's events, I am met with screaming protests. It is my dream to have my patience tested multiple times each and every day when trying to get through the most simple of tasks that are crucial to making that day a success, or at least productive. I hope that I get to clean up after everyone that I work for and with and that no one notices it unless it's not done. I hope I am in charge of coordinating everyone's meals, every day making sure to accommodate all tastes and preferences of the day with no knowledge ahead of time what those might be that day. I hope my subordinates come to me with every single need they have for the day, even if it's just a drink of water, and that I am responsible for teaching them everything they must know to even function in their role, including interpersonal skills, knowledge of our subject matter and how to wipe their butts. I think it would be great if they were so persistent on what they wanted to do, but wasn't acceptable, that I had to repeat myself over and over throughout the day wondering if anyone has heard anything I have said. I want my attention to be so demanded for so much of the day that I rarely get to do things for myself, sometimes even missing a much needed, rejuvenating hot shower. I hope that balancing the budget will also be my responsibility, so that I may spend even more time I don't have trying to figure out how to make a certain amount last each month while also planning and saving for all the future needs of the company. I hope I can also be in charge of stock and inventory--it would only be right that I know every need of every person and make sure that everything they might possibly need be available to them when the need may arise. I really would like to also be in charge of logistics. Again, I like to know where everyone and everything needs to be, and I would like to be the one to get them there--just so I know it got done. And just as my job should start the second I wake up, I hope it doesn't end until the moment before I collapse into my bed and try to fall asleep while running through the list of things to get done tomorrow. I hope at the end of the day, 90% of the things I was able to accomplish that day go completely unnoticed or unappreciated. And to top it off, I expect no monetary compensation."
I imagine my father would have responded like this:
"You don't want that for yourself. You'll get yourself an education, work hard and get a great job where you'll be respected for the hard work you do and be compensated fairly. Your work will be so valued, the company will hire other people to do the smaller, more medial tasks...you'll only have to focus on what's important and adds the most value to the company."
I imagine my mother would have said:
"Ahhh. How sweet. You want to be a mommy like me!"
I say this not because I don't love my job, but because as I sat and dreamed of "what I was going to be" so many years ago, I never would have written a description like this...and I imagine there are a lot of mommies that can relate! How great of an appreciation I now have for my mother...and my grandmothers!
No worries though, a smile like this is payment enough--(although the occasional gift or compliment from the hubby doesn't hurt either...hint, hint).
Greatly blessed,
2 comments:
This is all SO true! LOVE it!
Great post, I know exactly where you are coming from. It is worth is though isn't it?
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